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 only relieve its effects through

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

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

medical skills were lacking?

neutralize the aphrodisiac in the drink.

Arabella to this room,

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

her a glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push me there.”

Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private

eyes flicked up, whispering to

wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him

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

quickly turned and left.

followed her retreating figure, his

call him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal

turned, pushing open the

closed the door, he was caught,

against the wall, her hands roaming over his

tensed, grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug

were like magic, sparking a fiery

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

was pressed against him,

a healthy man!

like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it were

was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the

to make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze him.

didn’t expect was for Percival to push her

calm down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

handsome face was still flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided,

a bit surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into his ear,

believe that a man could resist this

Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising again.

looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning in

her into his arms, his voice low and hoarse,

her part