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.

a highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it,

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

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

she think her medical skills were

She could neutralize the

to this room, she just

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

gave her a glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas,

“Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private

to Thomas,

with that, he wheeled himself off in

won’t go in.

quickly turned and left.

retreating figure, his stern

Vivienne many times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let

open the door.

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

against the wall, her hands roaming

hands, “Did

were like magic, sparking a fiery

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

him,

was a healthy

a slippery fish, causing his head to

he didn’t notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of his neck.

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

didn’t expect was for

down.” Percival’s voice was

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

bit surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into

believe that a man could resist this kind of

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

heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw

his voice low and hoarse, “You’re

played her part