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 could only relieve its effects

knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available on the market.

she knew medicine,

think her medical skills were lacking?

bad! She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in

drank it and followed Arabella to this room, she just

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

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

alone.” Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You

he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him

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

that, she quickly turned and

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern

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

turned, pushing open the door.

he closed the door, he was caught, and

against the wall, her

hands,

a

his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation,

she was pressed against him,

a healthy man!

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

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

a move, the needle would instantly

didn’t expect was for Percival to push her

Percival’s voice was

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

mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you

that a man could resist this kind of

warm breath hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising again.

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

voice low and hoarse, “You’re

played her part