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.

once she had taken it, she could only relieve its effects through

medicine, she knew that this kind of

that she knew

think her medical skills

bad! She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

drank it and followed Arabella to this room,

few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She

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

Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some

whispering to Thomas,

with that, he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed

to the door, pausing, “I won’t go

quickly turned and left.

retreating figure, his stern

he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let alone

open the

the door, he was caught, and saw

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

hands, “Did someone drug you?”

like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

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

was pressed against him, his throat suddenly dry.

a healthy man!

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

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

make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze him.

was for Percival to push her

calm down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

body’s reaction hadn’t

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

didn’t believe that a man could

breath hit Percival’s face,

heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he

arms, his voice low and hoarse,

played her part