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.

aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it,

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 medical skills were lacking?

could neutralize the

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

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

a glance, his cool lips curling

alone.” Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t be

to

in

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

quickly turned and

her retreating

met Vivienne many times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him

pushing open the door.

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

him against the wall, her hands

her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

sparking a fiery sensation wherever

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

against him, his throat

was a healthy

young girl was on him, like a slippery fish, causing

was the tiny silver needle hidden between

make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze him.

for Percival

Percival’s voice was

flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t

mad, then leaned into

that a man could resist this

warm breath hit Percival’s face, his

down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning

his voice low and

her part