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.

taken it,

medicine, she knew that

she knew medicine, still put

she think her medical skills were lacking?

the aphrodisiac in the

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

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

cool lips

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

whispering to Thomas, “You

himself off in the

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

quickly

eyes followed her retreating

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

open the

he closed the door, he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s

against the wall, her hands roaming over his

hands,

like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

chin, leaning in, her eyes filled

pressed against him, his throat suddenly

was a healthy

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

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

to make a move, the needle would instantly

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival to push her away!

Percival’s voice

body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he

a bit mad, then leaned into his

could resist this kind

face, his heat instantly rising again.

heavy, when he looked down at

voice low and hoarse, “You’re really something.”

her part well!