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, she could only relieve its effects

was in medicine, she knew that this kind of

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

her medical

neutralize the aphrodisiac in

to this room, she just wanted to

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

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

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

up, whispering to

with that, he wheeled himself off in

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

quickly turned and left.

her retreating figure,

knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal matters

open the

door, he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s

pushed him against the wall, her hands

her hands,

magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes

against him, his

was a

young girl was on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it

he didn’t notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised

to make a move, the

was for Percival

calm down.” Percival’s

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

surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you want me?”

a man could

breath hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising

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

voice low and hoarse, “You’re really

her part