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.

taken it, she could only relieve its

medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available

knowing that she

she think her medical skills were lacking?

the aphrodisiac in

this room,

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

cool lips curling

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

whispering to

with that, he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed

“I won’t go

that, she quickly turned

eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern face cold.

he knew she wouldn’t call him over for

open

was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face and

her hands roaming over

hands, “Did someone drug you?”

sparking a fiery

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

him, his throat suddenly

a healthy man!

slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it

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

make a move, the needle would

didn’t expect was for Percival to push

down.” Percival’s

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

surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into his

man could resist this kind of

breath hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising

he looked down at

pulled her into his arms, his voice low

her part