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

competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind

of funny that Arabella, knowing that she

medical skills

could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

why she drank it and followed Arabella to this room, she

Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants

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

sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t be appropriate with

flicked up, whispering to Thomas,

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

go in. I still have

that, she quickly turned

retreating figure, his

Vivienne many times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over

open

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

against the wall, her

hands, “Did

magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes

pressed against him, his throat suddenly

a healthy man!

him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to

needle hidden between Vivienne’s

to make a move, the

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival to

calm down.” Percival’s voice was

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

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

that a man could resist this kind of

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

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

voice low and

played her