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.

taken

in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available on the market.

that she knew medicine, still put an

she think her medical skills were

bad! She could neutralize the

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

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

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

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

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas,

in

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

that, she quickly turned and

followed her retreating figure, his

hadn’t met Vivienne many times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason,

turned, pushing open

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

him against the wall, her hands roaming

tensed, grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

sparking a fiery

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

she was pressed against him,

a healthy

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

notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers,

he dared to make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze him.

didn’t expect was for Percival to push her away!

calm down.” Percival’s voice was

face was still flushed, his body’s reaction

a bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering

that a man could resist this

hit Percival’s face, his heat

when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw

arms, his voice low and

her