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 could only relieve its effects through sexual

Arabella was in medicine, she knew that

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

think her medical

could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the drink.

why she drank it and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted

sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants to discuss

cool lips curling

“Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with

whispering to

he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him

go in. I still have guests to take care

she quickly

retreating figure, his

but he knew she wouldn’t call him

pushing open

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

pushed him against the wall, her

grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug

hands were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

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

him,

was a healthy man!

on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it were

tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s

move, the needle would instantly paralyze

was for Percival to push her away!

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice

his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he

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

that a man could resist this kind of temptation.

Percival’s face, his heat instantly

breathing was a bit heavy, when he looked down at

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

her