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.

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

how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this

knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in her

think her medical skills were lacking?

could neutralize the aphrodisiac

Arabella to this room, she

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

her a glance, his cool lips curling

quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It

eyes flicked up, whispering to

himself off in the direction Arabella

him to the door, pausing, “I won’t go in. I still have guests to take care

she quickly turned and

retreating figure, his stern

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

open the door.

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

wall, her hands roaming over his body.

hands, “Did someone

hands were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation, “Do you want

was pressed against him, his

a healthy man!

fish, causing his head

silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s

a move, the needle would instantly paralyze

Vivienne didn’t expect was for

calm down.” Percival’s voice was

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

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

that a man could resist this kind

breath hit Percival’s face,

down at Vivienne, he saw

pulled her into his arms, his voice low and hoarse, “You’re really something.”

her