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.

concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could only relieve its effects through sexual

was in medicine, she knew

found it kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine,

her medical skills were lacking?

bad! She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in

she drank it and followed Arabella to this room, she

Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me

gave her a glance, his cool lips curling slightly,

“Mr. Ellington, my sister wants

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You

he wheeled himself off in the

him to the door, pausing, “I won’t go in. I still have guests to take

quickly

eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern

times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him

open the door.

he was caught, and saw

pushed him against the wall, her

hands, “Did

were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

her chin slightly, her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation, “Do you want

was pressed against him,

was a healthy man!

girl was on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head

between

dared to make a move, the needle

expect was for Percival to push

down.” Percival’s voice

body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying

mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering

that a man could resist

hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly

he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the

voice low and hoarse, “You’re really something.”

played her