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

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

that she knew medicine, still put an

medical skills were

the aphrodisiac

this room, she

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

lips

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

to

in

pausing, “I won’t go in. I still have

she quickly

retreating figure, his stern face

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

pushing open the door.

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

against the wall, her hands roaming over his body.

tensed, grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug

like magic, sparking a

lifted her chin slightly, her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in,

him, his

was a

slippery fish, causing

tiny silver needle hidden between

he dared to make a move,

expect was for Percival to push her away!

down.” Percival’s voice was

face was still flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying to resist..

mad, then leaned into his ear,

believe that a man could resist this kind

face,

looked down at

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

played her part