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.

aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she

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

that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac

she think her medical

neutralize the aphrodisiac in the drink.

this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella was

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

cool lips

wants to

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay

in the

“I won’t go in. I

she quickly turned and left.

eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern

he knew she wouldn’t call him over for

pushing open

caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed

him against the wall, her

hands,

like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in,

was pressed against him,

was a

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

notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of

make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze

expect was for Percival to push her

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

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

and a bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you

that a man could resist this kind

breath hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly

down at Vivienne, he

arms, his voice low

her part