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.

concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could only relieve its effects

she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available

funny that Arabella, knowing that she

medical skills were lacking?

bad! She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what

sister

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

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

flicked up, whispering to

wheeled himself off in

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

that, she quickly turned and

eyes followed her retreating

many times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no

turned, pushing open the door.

soon as he closed the door, he was caught,

him against the wall, her hands

grabbing her hands, “Did someone

sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

chin, leaning in, her eyes filled

she was pressed against him, his

was a healthy

girl was on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head

needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of his neck.

dared to make a move, the needle would

expect was for Percival to push her away!

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying

then leaned into his ear, whispering

could resist this kind

warm breath hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly

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

his arms, his voice low

her