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.

once she had taken it, she could only relieve

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

of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put

medical

neutralize the

this room, she just wanted to see what

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

her a glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push me there.”

my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you.

flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay

in the direction Arabella pointed him

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

she quickly turned and

followed her retreating figure, his stern face cold.

she wouldn’t call him over for no

open the door.

closed the door, he was caught,

against the wall, her hands roaming

grabbing her hands, “Did someone

like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

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

was pressed against him, his throat

a healthy

causing his head to buzz as

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

a move, the needle would instantly paralyze

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival to push her away!

calm down.” Percival’s voice

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

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

that a man could resist this kind of

face, his heat instantly

breathing was a bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning in her eyes.

his voice

her