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.

highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken

she wasn’t sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew

it kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac

her medical skills were

She could neutralize the aphrodisiac

she drank it and followed Arabella to this room,

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

a glance, his cool lips

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

to

he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him in.

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

she quickly

retreating figure, his stern face

but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no

turned, pushing open the

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

the wall, her hands

grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug

magic, sparking a fiery

his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation,

against him, his

was a healthy man!

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

a move, the

was for

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s

body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying to

leaned into his ear, whispering seductively,

that a man could resist this

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

was a bit heavy, when he looked down

his voice low and

played her part