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.

was a highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could only relieve its effects through

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

found it kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in

her medical skills were

could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the drink.

drank it and followed Arabella to this room,

a few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked

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

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

up, whispering to

in the direction

“I won’t go in. I still have guests to take care

she quickly

eyes followed her retreating figure,

wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let alone discuss

turned, pushing open

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

the wall, her hands roaming

hands,

like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

leaning

against him, his throat

a

a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if

didn’t notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of his

he dared to make a move, the needle would

expect was for Percival

calm down.” Percival’s voice

body’s reaction hadn’t subsided,

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

didn’t believe that a man could resist this kind of temptation.

hit Percival’s face, his heat

heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning in

her into his arms, his voice low and hoarse, “You’re

played her part