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.

she had taken it, she could only relieve its effects through sexual intercourse.

wasn’t sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind of

it kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew

think her medical skills were lacking?

the aphrodisiac

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

Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She

a glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas,

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

to Thomas, “You stay

that, he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed

won’t go in. I still have guests to take

quickly turned and

eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern face

she wouldn’t call him

pushing open the

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

the wall, her

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

sparking a fiery sensation

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

was pressed against him, his

a

like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz

the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of his neck.

move, the needle would instantly

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival to

down.” Percival’s voice

flushed, his body’s reaction

bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you

man could

face, his heat instantly rising again.

down at Vivienne, he saw

into his arms, his voice low and hoarse,

played her