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 it, she could only relieve its effects through sexual intercourse.

she wasn’t sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available

that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in

think her medical

She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

why she drank it and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella

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

cool lips curling slightly,

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

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay

in

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

she quickly turned and left.

her retreating figure, his

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

turned, pushing open the

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

pushed him against the wall, her hands roaming over his body.

her hands, “Did someone drug

magic, sparking a fiery sensation

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

him,

a healthy

slippery fish, causing his head to buzz

needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the

make a move, the needle

for Percival to push

calm down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

was still flushed, his body’s reaction

bit surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively,

believe that a man could resist this kind of

warm breath hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly

down at Vivienne, he saw the

his voice low and

played her