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

how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind

found it kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she

her medical skills were lacking?

bad! She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the drink.

Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what

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

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

sister wants

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

off in

“I won’t go in.

quickly turned

her retreating figure, his stern

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

pushing open the door.

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

her

tensed, grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

a fiery sensation

chin slightly, her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in,

pressed against him, his

was a

slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as

needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at

he dared to make a move, the needle

expect was for Percival to push her

calm down.” Percival’s voice was

face was still flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t

surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into

didn’t believe that a man could resist this kind

face, his

looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning in her eyes.

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

her part well!