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 could only relieve

competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this

that she

she think her medical

bad! She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the drink.

Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella

Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked

cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas,

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

whispering to Thomas, “You stay here.”

in the direction Arabella pointed

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

quickly turned

eyes followed her retreating figure,

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

turned, pushing open the door.

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

wall, her

grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

her chin slightly, her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation, “Do you

him, his throat suddenly

a healthy man!

now, this young girl was on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if

silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers,

he dared to make a move, the needle would

was for

down.” Percival’s voice was

reaction hadn’t subsided, he

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

man could resist this kind

warm breath hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising again.

breathing was a bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne,

into his arms, his voice

her part well!