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 only relieve its effects

competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that

she knew medicine, still put

think her medical

She could neutralize the aphrodisiac

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

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

a glance, his cool lips curling

sister wants to discuss some private matters with

whispering to Thomas, “You

he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him in.

“I won’t go in. I still

quickly turned

retreating figure, his stern face

many times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over

pushing open

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

wall, her hands roaming over

hands, “Did someone

hands were like magic, sparking a fiery

leaning in,

him, his throat suddenly dry.

was a healthy

slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it

he didn’t notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers,

a move, the needle would instantly paralyze

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival to push her away!

calm down.” Percival’s voice was

his body’s reaction

surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively,

man could

breath hit Percival’s face,

breathing was a bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne,

voice low and hoarse,

her