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.

and once she had taken it, she could

sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this

kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in

her medical skills were

bad! She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

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

sister asked me to

cool lips curling slightly,

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

whispering to Thomas,

with that, he wheeled himself off in the

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

she quickly turned

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure, his

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

open the

closed the door, he was caught,

pushed him against the wall, her

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

hands were like magic, sparking a fiery

chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation, “Do you

against him, his throat suddenly dry.

was a healthy man!

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

tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of

dared to make a move, the

expect was for Percival to

Percival’s

still flushed, his body’s reaction

bit mad, then leaned into

that a man could resist this kind of

warm breath hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly

down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning in her eyes.

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

played her