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.

once she had taken it, she could only

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

that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in her

medical

She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

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

“Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you

lips

quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t be appropriate with others

to Thomas, “You stay here.”

with that, he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed

door, pausing, “I won’t go in. I still have

quickly turned

eyes followed her retreating figure,

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

turned, pushing open

soon as he closed the door, he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s

wall, her hands roaming

grabbing her hands,

like magic, sparking a fiery sensation

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

him, his throat suddenly

was a healthy man!

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

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

dared to make a move, the

for Percival to push her away!

Percival’s voice

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

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

a man could resist this kind of

hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly

when he looked down at

her into his arms, his voice

played her part