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 it, she could

sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available on the

that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put

think her medical skills were lacking?

She could neutralize the aphrodisiac

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

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

glance, his cool lips curling slightly,

wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t be appropriate with others present.”

to Thomas, “You stay

with that, he wheeled himself off in

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

that, she quickly turned and

followed her retreating figure,

but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal matters with

open

was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face and

the wall, her hands roaming over

her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

magic, sparking a fiery sensation

her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning

she was pressed against him, his

was a healthy

a slippery fish, causing

hidden between

a move,

expect was for

down.” Percival’s voice was

handsome face was still flushed, his body’s reaction

and a bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering

could resist this kind of temptation.

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

he looked down at Vivienne,

her into his arms, his voice low and hoarse, “You’re

her