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.

was a highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could only relieve its effects through

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

it kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine,

she think her medical skills were

bad! She could neutralize the

for why she drank it and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to

sister asked me to bring

cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push me

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

eyes flicked up, whispering to

himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him

led him to the door, pausing, “I won’t go

quickly turned and left.

her retreating figure, his

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

turned, pushing open the

he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face and hazy

wall, her hands

grabbing her hands, “Did

magic, sparking a fiery

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

him, his throat suddenly

was a

a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if

didn’t notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised

dared to make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze

didn’t expect was for Percival to push her

calm down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t

a bit mad, then leaned into his ear,

that a man could

face, his heat instantly

was a bit heavy, when he looked down

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

her part well!