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.

she had taken it, she could

she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t

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

she think her medical skills

neutralize the aphrodisiac in the drink.

Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella was up to.

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

his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push

my sister wants to discuss some private matters

to

with that, he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him

“I won’t go in. I still have

that, she quickly turned

her retreating figure, his stern face cold.

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

turned, pushing open the

was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed

pushed him against the wall, her hands roaming over

grabbing her hands, “Did

a fiery sensation wherever they

chin slightly, her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning

she was pressed against him, his throat suddenly dry.

a healthy

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

he didn’t notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised

a move, the

for Percival to

calm down.” Percival’s voice was

handsome face was still flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying

mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering

man could resist this kind of temptation.

hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising again.

looked down at Vivienne, he

his voice low and

played her