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

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

that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in her

medical skills were lacking?

bad! She could neutralize the aphrodisiac

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

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

his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push me there.”

intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t be appropriate

to Thomas, “You stay

in the direction

door, pausing, “I won’t go in. I still

she quickly turned and left.

retreating figure, his stern face

times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him

turned, pushing open the

the door, he was caught, and

the wall, her hands roaming

hands, “Did someone drug you?”

were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

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

him, his throat

was a healthy

causing his head to buzz as if it were about

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

a move, the needle would instantly paralyze

didn’t expect was for Percival to push her

down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

reaction hadn’t subsided, he was

was a bit surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into his ear,

that a man could resist this

breath hit Percival’s face, his

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

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

her part well!