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.

once she had taken it, she could

in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t

she

medical skills were

neutralize the

to this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella was up to.

Ellington, my sister asked me

glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas,

sister asked you to come alone.” Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas,

himself off in the

won’t go in.

quickly turned and

followed her retreating figure, his stern face

call him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal matters with him.

pushing open the

as he closed the door, he was caught, and

pushed him against the wall, her hands roaming

hands, “Did someone

a fiery sensation

lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with

she was pressed against him, his throat suddenly dry.

a healthy man!

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

hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of his neck.

a move, the needle would instantly paralyze

for Percival to push

Percival’s voice was hoarse

flushed, his body’s reaction

leaned into

a man could resist

warm breath hit Percival’s face,

down at Vivienne, he saw the

pulled her into his arms, his voice low

played her