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.

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

sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that

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

medical skills

neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what

Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to

a glance, his cool lips

“Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to

up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay

with that, he wheeled himself off in the direction

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

quickly turned

eyes followed her retreating

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

pushing open the door.

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

him against the wall, her hands roaming over

hands, “Did someone

magic, sparking a fiery

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

was pressed against him, his

was a

slippery fish, causing his head to

between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at

move,

expect was for Percival to push

down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

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

a bit mad, then leaned into his ear,

believe that a man could resist

face, his heat instantly rising

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

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

played her part well!