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

she wasn’t sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available on the market.

knowing that she

think her medical

She could neutralize the aphrodisiac

and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to

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

glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas,

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

up, whispering to Thomas, “You

himself off in

“I won’t go in. I still have

quickly turned

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure,

many times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let

open

soon as he closed the door, he was caught, and saw

him against the wall, her hands roaming over his body.

her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

sparking a fiery sensation wherever

fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation, “Do you want me?”

she was pressed against him, his throat suddenly

a

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

between

to make a move, the needle

didn’t expect was for Percival to push

Percival’s voice

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

then leaned into

a man could resist this kind

hit Percival’s face,

looked down at Vivienne, he

voice low

played her part