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

competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew

that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine,

medical

could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella

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

cool lips curling

you to come alone.” Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t

to Thomas,

with that, he wheeled himself off in the direction

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

quickly turned

retreating figure, his stern

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

open

he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed

the wall, her hands roaming over

tensed, grabbing her hands, “Did someone

like magic, sparking a fiery

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

pressed against him, his throat suddenly dry.

was a healthy

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

tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of

a move, the needle would

didn’t expect was for

calm down.” Percival’s voice was

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

a bit mad, then leaned into his

a man could

hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising

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

into his arms, his voice low and

played her part well!