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.

she had taken it, she

in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available on the

Arabella, knowing that she

think her medical skills were

neutralize the aphrodisiac in

for why she drank it and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted

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

lips

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

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

he wheeled himself off in the direction

door, pausing, “I won’t go in.

that, she quickly turned and left.

followed her retreating figure, his stern

times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him

open the

the door, he was caught, and

the wall, her hands roaming over

hands, “Did someone drug you?”

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 suddenly

was a

slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it were about to explode.

the tiny silver needle hidden between

to make a move, the needle

for Percival to push

calm down.” Percival’s voice

his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying to resist..

leaned into his ear, whispering

that a man could resist

hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising

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

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

played her