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.

had taken

Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind

that she knew medicine,

think her medical

bad! She could neutralize the

followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see

approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to

his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push

Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It

up, whispering to Thomas,

in the direction Arabella

the door, pausing, “I won’t go

quickly

retreating figure, his stern face

she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal

open the door.

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

the wall, her hands roaming over his body.

tensed, grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug

magic, sparking a fiery

lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation, “Do you want

pressed against him, his throat suddenly

was a healthy

causing his head to buzz as if it were about to

needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the

to make a move, the needle would instantly

was for Percival to push her away!

down.” Percival’s voice

body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he

bit mad, then leaned into his ear,

a man could resist this kind of temptation.

warm breath hit Percival’s face, his

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

his voice low and hoarse, “You’re

her