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.

a highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken

was in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available

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

medical skills were lacking?

could neutralize the

Arabella to this room, she

minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister

lips curling slightly,

my sister wants to

flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay

off in the direction

“I won’t go in. I still have

quickly turned

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure, his

she wouldn’t call him over for no

turned, pushing open the

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

the wall, her hands roaming

her hands,

magic, sparking a fiery sensation

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

against him, his

was a healthy man!

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

notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers,

he dared to make a move, the needle would instantly

didn’t expect was for Percival to push her

down.” Percival’s voice was

face was still flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying to resist..

mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you want me?”

man could resist this kind of

breath hit Percival’s face, his

he looked down at Vivienne, he

his voice

her part well!