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.

aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could only relieve its

how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug

of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in

think her medical skills were lacking?

She could neutralize the aphrodisiac

it and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella was up

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

her a glance, his cool lips curling

my sister wants to

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay

he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him

“I won’t go in. I still have guests to take care of.”

that, she quickly

her retreating figure, his stern face cold.

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

turned, pushing open the

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

pushed him against the wall, her hands roaming over

hands, “Did someone drug you?”

like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever

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

was pressed against him, his throat suddenly dry.

a healthy man!

fish, causing his head to buzz as if it were about

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

to make a move, the needle

Vivienne didn’t expect was for

Percival’s voice was hoarse

handsome face was still flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he

and a bit mad, then leaned

didn’t believe that a man could resist this

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

looked down at Vivienne, he saw the

into his arms, his voice low and hoarse, “You’re

her