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

competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available

that Arabella, knowing that she knew

think her medical skills were lacking?

could neutralize the aphrodisiac in

to this room, she just wanted

Arabella left, Vivienne waited a few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants to discuss something with

gave her a glance, his cool lips curling slightly,

my sister wants to discuss some

up, whispering to Thomas,

himself off in the direction Arabella pointed

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

she quickly turned

eyes followed her retreating figure,

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

pushing open

caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed

him against the wall, her hands roaming

hands,

were like magic, sparking a

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

him, his throat

a

now, this young girl was on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz

between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of

dared to make a move, the needle would instantly

expect was for Percival to push her away!

calm down.” Percival’s voice

body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying to

a bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively,

believe that a man could resist

Percival’s face,

he looked down at Vivienne, he

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

played her part