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.

had taken it, she could only relieve

she wasn’t sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that

that she knew medicine, still

think her medical skills

could neutralize the

room, she just wanted

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

cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push

you to come alone.” Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to

whispering to Thomas,

with that, he wheeled himself off in

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

she quickly turned and

followed her retreating

he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let alone

turned, pushing open the

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

pushed him against the wall, her hands roaming

tensed, grabbing her hands, “Did

a fiery sensation

slightly, her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation,

was pressed against him, his throat suddenly dry.

was a healthy man!

slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it were about to explode.

was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back

dared to make a move,

was for Percival to push her away!

calm down.” Percival’s voice

body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he was

mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you want me?”

a man could resist

Percival’s face,

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

her into his arms, his voice low and hoarse,

played her