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

she knew that

funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an

her medical skills were

could neutralize the

and followed Arabella to this room, she just

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

cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push me

my sister wants to discuss some private matters with

flicked up, whispering to

with that, he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed

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

quickly turned and left.

eyes followed her retreating figure,

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

pushing open

caught, and saw

the wall, her hands roaming over his body.

tensed, grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug

magic, sparking a fiery sensation

fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her

was pressed against him, his throat

was a

fish, causing his head to buzz as if it

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

make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze him.

was for Percival

calm down.” Percival’s voice was

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

leaned into his

a man could resist

breath hit Percival’s face, his heat

heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne,

her into his arms, his voice

played her part well!