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.

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

medicine, she knew that this

Arabella, knowing that she knew

she think her medical skills were lacking?

the aphrodisiac in

she drank it and followed Arabella to this room, she just

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

a glance, his cool lips curling slightly,

wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t be appropriate with others

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

off in

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

quickly

retreating figure, his stern

Vivienne many times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no

pushing open the

he closed the door, he was caught, and saw

her hands

her hands, “Did someone drug

were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever

chin, leaning in, her eyes filled

pressed against him, his throat suddenly

a healthy

like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if

hidden between Vivienne’s

a move,

for Percival to

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice was

handsome face was still flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying

a bit surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into

that a man could resist this kind of

breath hit Percival’s face, his heat

when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning in

arms, his voice low and hoarse, “You’re really

played her