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 it, she could only relieve its effects through sexual intercourse.

she knew that

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

she think her medical

neutralize the aphrodisiac in

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

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

her a glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push

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

to Thomas, “You stay

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

the door, pausing, “I won’t go

quickly turned and

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern

he knew she wouldn’t call him

turned, pushing open the

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

the wall, her hands roaming over his body.

grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug

were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation

her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning

against him, his throat suddenly dry.

a healthy

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

needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers,

move, the needle would instantly paralyze

didn’t expect was for Percival to push her

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s

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

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

that a man could resist this kind of

hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising

down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning

into his arms, his voice low and hoarse, “You’re really something.”

her part