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.

aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could only relieve

knew that

she knew medicine,

medical skills were

the aphrodisiac

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

Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants to

lips curling slightly,

intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss

flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay

he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella

go in. I

quickly turned and left.

her retreating figure, his stern face cold.

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

turned, pushing open the door.

he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s

against the wall, her hands

tensed, grabbing her hands, “Did someone

like magic, sparking a fiery

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

against him, his

was a healthy

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

he didn’t notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of his

a move,

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival to

Percival’s voice

his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided,

leaned into his ear, whispering

could resist

hit Percival’s face, his heat

was a bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he

his arms, his voice low and

her