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

how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug

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

she think her medical

She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella was

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

glance, his cool lips curling

come alone.” Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay

with that, he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella

“I won’t go in.

she quickly

eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern face cold.

him over for no reason, let alone

open

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

wall, her hands roaming over his

tensed, grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

hands were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation

lightly lifting his chin, leaning in,

she was pressed against him, his throat

was a healthy

a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it were about to explode.

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

he dared to make a move, the needle would instantly

didn’t expect was for Percival to

calm down.” Percival’s voice

body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying to

bit surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you want

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

hit Percival’s face, his

was a bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw

his voice low and hoarse,

played her part