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.

had taken it, she could only relieve its

sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew

knowing that she knew

she think her medical

could neutralize the aphrodisiac in

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

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

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

you to come alone.” Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t be appropriate

to

wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him in.

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

quickly turned

narrow eyes followed her retreating

wouldn’t call him over for no

pushing open

soon as he closed the door, he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face and

against the wall, her hands roaming over his

grabbing her hands, “Did

like magic, sparking a

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

was pressed against him,

was a

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

hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised

he dared to make a move,

didn’t expect was for

Percival’s voice

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

was a bit surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into

a man could resist this kind of

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

breathing was a bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the

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

played her part well!