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

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

Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac

her medical

could neutralize the aphrodisiac

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

a few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister

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

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

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay here.”

himself off in the direction Arabella

go in. I still have guests to take care

quickly turned and

followed her retreating figure, his

Vivienne many times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal

pushing open the

caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face and

pushed him against the wall, her hands roaming over

grabbing her hands, “Did

hands were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation

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

she was pressed against him, his throat

was a healthy

now, this young girl was on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it were about to

notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between

dared to make a move, the needle

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s

his body’s reaction hadn’t

bit surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned

that a man could resist this kind of temptation.

hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising

he looked down at Vivienne,

his voice low and

played her part well!