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.

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

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

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

medical skills

could neutralize the

to this room, she

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

glance, his cool lips

Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t be appropriate with

to

off in the direction Arabella

won’t go in. I still have guests to take care of.”

that, she quickly

her retreating figure, his

but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no

open

door, he was caught, and

wall, her hands roaming over his

grabbing her hands, “Did someone

a fiery sensation wherever they

chin, leaning in, her eyes

was pressed against him,

a healthy

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

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

make a move, the needle

was for Percival to push her

calm down.” Percival’s voice

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

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

could resist this kind

breath hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising

when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning

pulled her into his arms, his voice low

her part well!