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, she could only relieve its effects through sexual intercourse.

sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available on

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

medical skills were

could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

it and followed Arabella to this room,

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

lips curling slightly,

wants to discuss some private matters with

flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay

in the direction Arabella pointed him

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

that, she quickly

her retreating figure, his stern face

she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal matters

pushing open

was caught, and saw

wall, her hands roaming over his

hands, “Did

were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

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

was pressed against him,

was a healthy

him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz

between

make a move, the needle would

was for Percival to

down.” Percival’s voice

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

then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively,

could resist this kind of temptation.

face, his heat instantly

breathing was a bit heavy, when he looked down

into his arms, his voice low and hoarse,

her part