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.

highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could only relieve

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

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

medical

the aphrodisiac in

Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella was up

my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants

cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas,

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

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You

in

door, pausing, “I won’t go in. I still have

quickly turned

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure,

him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal matters

pushing open the

was caught,

him against the wall, her hands roaming over his

her hands, “Did someone

magic, sparking a fiery sensation

his chin, leaning in, her

him, his throat suddenly

was a healthy man!

causing his head to buzz as if it

needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at

move, the needle would

didn’t expect was for

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

face was still flushed, his body’s reaction

mad, then leaned into his ear,

didn’t believe that a man could

warm breath hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising again.

looked down at Vivienne, he

pulled her into his arms, his voice

played her part well!