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.

a highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could only relieve its effects through

knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available

Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine,

her medical

the aphrodisiac

she drank it and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella

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

glance, his cool lips

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

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

that, he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella

go in. I still have guests to take care

quickly

her retreating figure, his stern

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

pushing open the door.

he closed the door, he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face and hazy eyes.

him against the wall, her hands roaming over

her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

hands were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever

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

him, his throat suddenly dry.

was a healthy

him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it were about

needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at

a move, the needle would instantly paralyze him.

expect was for Percival

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s

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

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

man could resist this kind

face,

down

voice low

played her part