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.

once she had taken it, she could only relieve its effects through sexual

competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew

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

medical

could neutralize the aphrodisiac in

drank it and followed Arabella to this room, she just

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

gave her a glance, his cool lips

Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some

to Thomas, “You stay

off in

go in. I still have guests to

quickly

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern face

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

pushing open the

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

against the wall, her hands roaming over his

hands,

sparking a fiery

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

him,

was a

slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if

tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised

a move,

expect was for Percival to push

down.” Percival’s

flushed, his body’s reaction

and a bit mad, then leaned

believe that a man could resist this kind of temptation.

face, his heat instantly rising again.

heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he

his voice

her part