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.

and once she had taken it, she could

in medicine, she knew that this

knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in

her medical skills were lacking?

the aphrodisiac in the drink.

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

few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants to discuss something

glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push me

intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to

flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay here.”

that, he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed

door, pausing, “I won’t go in. I still have guests to take care

quickly turned and

eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern

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

pushing open

he closed the door, he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face

against the wall, her hands roaming

hands, “Did someone drug you?”

a

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

against him, his throat suddenly

a

like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if

was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised

a move, the

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival to push her away!

down.” Percival’s

body’s reaction hadn’t

bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you

believe that a man could resist this

breath hit Percival’s face,

he looked down at Vivienne, he

into his arms, his voice low and

her part