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.

aphrodisiac, and once she had taken

in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available on the market.

knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac

she think her medical skills

neutralize the aphrodisiac in the drink.

and followed Arabella to this room, she just

approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants to discuss something with

her a glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas,

sister wants to discuss

to Thomas, “You stay here.”

with that, he wheeled himself off in the direction

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

she quickly turned

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure, his

call him over for no reason, let alone

turned, pushing open the

soon as he closed the door, he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face

pushed him against the wall, her hands roaming over

hands, “Did someone drug

magic, sparking a fiery

lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes

was pressed against him, his

was a healthy man!

on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as

notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of his neck.

dared to make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze

didn’t expect was for

calm down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

still flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying to resist..

then leaned into his ear, whispering

man could resist this kind

face, his heat instantly rising again.

when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning in her

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

her part