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.

taken it, she could only

in medicine, she knew

that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in her drink.

she think her medical skills were lacking?

She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

room,

Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her.

lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push me

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

up, whispering to Thomas,

with that, he wheeled himself off in

led him to the door, pausing, “I won’t go in. I still have

quickly turned

followed her retreating figure,

many times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him

open

door, he was caught, and

against the wall, her hands roaming

hands, “Did someone drug you?”

were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

chin slightly, her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her

him, his throat suddenly dry.

was a healthy

girl was on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it were about

he didn’t notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of his

he dared to make a move,

expect was for

Percival’s

still flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he

surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into his

man could resist

breath hit Percival’s face,

down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning in her eyes.

into his arms, his voice low and

played her part well!