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.

highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could only

she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t

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

medical skills were

the aphrodisiac in the drink.

she drank it and followed Arabella to this room, she just

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

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

alone.” Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You

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

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

quickly turned

narrow eyes followed her retreating

Vivienne many times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal matters with

turned, pushing open

as he closed the door, he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face and hazy eyes.

against the wall, her hands roaming over his body.

hands,

a fiery sensation

chin slightly, her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes

pressed against him,

was a healthy man!

fish, causing his

between Vivienne’s fingers, poised

he dared to make a move, the needle

was for Percival to push

Percival’s voice

reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying

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

believe that a man could resist this kind of temptation.

warm breath hit Percival’s face, his heat

heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the

his arms, his voice low and hoarse,

her