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

medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t

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

think her medical skills were

could neutralize the

Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what

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

cool lips

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

to Thomas, “You stay

off in

led him to the door, pausing, “I won’t go in. I still have guests to take care of.”

she quickly

followed her retreating figure, his stern face

but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for

open

the door, he was caught,

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

grabbing her hands, “Did someone

hands were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation

lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation, “Do

against him, his

was a healthy man!

like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz

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

move, the needle would instantly paralyze

was for Percival to

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

flushed, his body’s reaction

and a bit mad, then leaned into his

man could resist

Percival’s face, his

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

her into his arms, his voice low

her part