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

was in medicine, she knew that this

that she knew medicine, still put

her medical skills were lacking?

bad! She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in

and followed Arabella to this room, she

few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you

his cool lips curling

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

flicked up, whispering to

himself off in the

“I won’t go in. I still have guests to

she quickly turned

her retreating figure, his

but he knew she wouldn’t call him over

turned, pushing open

he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face and

him against the wall, her hands

grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug

like magic, sparking a fiery

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

against him, his throat suddenly

was a

was on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as

needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of his neck.

to make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze him.

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

Percival’s voice was

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

and a bit mad, then leaned into his ear,

believe that a man could resist

Percival’s face, his heat

when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw

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

played her