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

in medicine, she knew that this kind of

funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in her drink.

medical

She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

followed 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.

his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push me

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

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You

in the direction Arabella pointed

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

that, she quickly turned and left.

followed her retreating figure,

knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason,

open

closed the door, he was caught,

wall, her

hands, “Did someone

like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

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

she was pressed against him, his throat suddenly dry.

a healthy

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

didn’t notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of his

a move, the

for Percival to push her

Percival’s

reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying to

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

man could resist this

hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly

a bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning

into his arms, his voice

her