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 relieve its effects through sexual intercourse.

she knew that this

of funny that Arabella, knowing that she

her medical skills were lacking?

the aphrodisiac in the drink.

Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what

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

cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push me there.”

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

up, whispering to

in the direction Arabella pointed him

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

that, she quickly

her retreating

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

open the door.

he was caught, and

pushed him against the wall, her hands roaming over

hands, “Did

a fiery sensation wherever

her chin slightly, her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with

him, his throat suddenly

a healthy man!

causing his head to buzz as if

needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised

make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze him.

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival to push

calm down.” Percival’s voice was

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

then leaned into

that a man could resist this

hit Percival’s face, his heat

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

voice low

her