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.

she had taken

she knew that this kind of drug

Arabella, knowing that she knew

she think her medical

bad! She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella was up to.

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

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

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

whispering to Thomas, “You stay here.”

with that, he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella

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

that, she quickly turned

her retreating figure, his

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

open the door.

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

against the wall, her hands

hands, “Did someone drug

sparking a fiery sensation

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

she was pressed against him, his throat suddenly dry.

a healthy

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

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

a move, the needle would

for Percival to push her away!

Percival’s voice was

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

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

didn’t believe that a man could resist this kind of temptation.

Percival’s face, his heat instantly

breathing was a bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning in her eyes.

pulled her into his arms, his voice

her part well!