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

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

kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew

she think her medical skills were lacking?

could neutralize the aphrodisiac

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

Arabella left, Vivienne waited a few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you

cool lips curling slightly,

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

whispering to

wheeled himself off in

“I won’t go

quickly turned and

retreating figure, his stern face cold.

many times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let alone discuss

open the

he closed the door, he was caught,

pushed him against the wall, her hands roaming over his body.

her hands, “Did

sparking a fiery sensation wherever

her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her

pressed against him, his

was a healthy man!

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

needle hidden between Vivienne’s

make a move, the needle would instantly

didn’t expect was for Percival to push

down.” Percival’s voice was

his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided,

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

didn’t believe that a man could resist

face, his

down at

voice low

played her