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

in medicine, she knew

Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put

her medical skills were lacking?

could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what

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

lips curling slightly, “Thomas,

sister wants

up, whispering to Thomas,

himself off in the

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

that, she quickly turned and

followed her retreating figure,

he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let alone

pushing open

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

pushed him against the wall, her hands roaming over his

her hands, “Did

a

lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes

she was pressed against him, his throat suddenly dry.

a

girl was on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if

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

he dared to make a move, the needle

was for Percival to push her

Percival’s

still flushed, his body’s reaction

then leaned into his

that a man could resist

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

breathing was a bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning in

into his arms, his voice low and

her part