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.

she had taken it, she

was in medicine, she knew that this kind of

that she

her medical

the aphrodisiac in the

for why she drank it and followed Arabella to this room,

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

glance, his cool lips curling slightly,

wants to discuss some private matters with you. It

flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay here.”

himself off in

to the door, pausing, “I won’t go

quickly turned

her retreating figure, his

knew she wouldn’t call him over for no

turned, pushing open the

the door, he was caught,

wall, her hands roaming over his

her hands, “Did someone

like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever

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

against him, his throat suddenly

was a

a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it were about

was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of

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

didn’t expect was for Percival to push

Percival’s voice was

was still flushed, his body’s reaction

leaned into his ear, whispering seductively,

didn’t believe that a man could

hit Percival’s face, his

heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he

his arms, his voice low and hoarse,

her