The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 33

Arabella led Vivienne into the room furthest back on the first floor.

Maybe it was purposely tidied up, but the room was super clean.

So clean, in fact, that there was only a bed in there.

And there was a set of clothes on the bed.

Vivienne turned around, her brows low, her voice devoid of emotion, “Can you predict the future?”

“Huh?” Arabella was completely baffled by this question.

“You can’t.” Vivienne maintained her cold demeanor, “You can’t predict the future, but you knew that my clothes would be dirtied by the maid? You’re really something.”

Arabella froze. What did she mean by that?

Had she been found out? But that wasn’t possible.

Arabella lifted her eyes towards Vivienne, giving her a light smile, “I saw that your clothes were wet and thought you’d need a change. I had the servants bring these. I hope that’s okay.”

I’ll leave now. Take your time changing.”

Vivienne raised an eyebrow but didn’t respond.

As the door closed behind her, Arabella’s face immediately hardened.

Today, she was going to completely ruin Vivienne and Percival’s reputations.

Inside the room, Vivienne watched the closed door, the smile on her face disappearing. She pulled out a porcelain jar from her pocket, taking out a pill and swallowing it.

The drink the maid had given her had an aphrodisiac in it.

she had taken it, she could only

how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available

she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in her drink.

her medical skills were

neutralize the aphrodisiac in

it and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to

left, Vivienne waited a few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants

cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push

sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t be appropriate with others

up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay here.”

off in the direction Arabella pointed

won’t go in. I still have guests to take care

that, she quickly turned and left.

retreating figure, his stern face cold.

met Vivienne many times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason,

pushing open the

door, he was caught,

the wall, her hands

hands, “Did

magic, sparking a fiery sensation

his chin, leaning

him,

a

fish, causing his head to buzz as if

the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers,

move, the

didn’t expect was for

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

face was still flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided,

surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into his

believe that a man could resist this kind of

breath hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising again.

a bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning in her eyes.

pulled her into his arms, his voice low and hoarse, “You’re really

played her part