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.

and once she had taken it, she could

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

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

her medical skills were lacking?

neutralize the aphrodisiac in

room, she

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

lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push me

sister wants to discuss some private

flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay

he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him

go in. I still have guests to take care

she quickly turned

retreating figure, his stern face cold.

call him

turned, pushing open the door.

caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face and

against the wall, her hands roaming over

hands, “Did

magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

leaning in, her eyes filled with

pressed against him, his throat suddenly dry.

a healthy

on him, like a slippery fish, causing his

didn’t notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers,

to make a move,

Vivienne didn’t expect was for

calm down.” Percival’s voice was

reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying to

bit mad, then leaned into his

a man could resist this kind

warm breath hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly

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

arms, his voice low and

played her part