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 it, she could only relieve its effects through sexual intercourse.

knew that this kind of

of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still

her medical

neutralize the aphrodisiac in

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

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

lips curling slightly, “Thomas,

you to come alone.” Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters

flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You

with that, he wheeled himself off in

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

that, she quickly turned and left.

retreating figure, his stern

she wouldn’t call him over for no reason,

pushing open the door.

door, he was caught, and

against the wall, her hands

her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

hands were like magic, sparking a fiery

slightly, her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled

against him, his throat suddenly dry.

a healthy man!

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

the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers,

he dared to make a move, the

for

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice

face was still flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t

surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into his

could resist this kind of temptation.

warm breath hit Percival’s face,

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

his voice low and hoarse, “You’re

played her part well!