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

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

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

she think her medical skills were

neutralize the

this room, she just wanted to see what

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

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

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

whispering to Thomas, “You stay

off in the direction

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

quickly turned and left.

eyes followed her retreating

she wouldn’t call him over for

pushing open the door.

soon as he closed the door, he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face and

her

tensed, grabbing her hands, “Did

magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever

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

was pressed against him, his throat suddenly dry.

was a healthy man!

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

hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of

dared to make a move, the needle would instantly

for Percival to

calm down.” Percival’s

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

leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you want

didn’t believe that a man could resist this kind

face,

bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning in her

his arms, his voice low

her part well!