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

knew that this kind of drug wasn’t

knowing that she

medical skills were lacking?

the aphrodisiac in the

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

Arabella left, Vivienne waited a few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants to

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

Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t be appropriate

up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay here.”

wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella

pausing, “I won’t go

quickly turned and left.

retreating figure,

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

pushing open the door.

he closed the door, he was caught, and

him against the wall, her hands roaming over his

her hands, “Did

were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever

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

pressed against him, his throat suddenly dry.

a healthy man!

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

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

he dared to make a move, the needle

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival

down.” Percival’s voice

still flushed, his body’s reaction

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

could resist

warm breath hit Percival’s face, his

down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning

into his arms, his voice low and hoarse, “You’re really

played her part well!