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.

aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could

competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug

it kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine,

her medical skills were lacking?

She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the drink.

and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella was up to.

my sister asked me

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

Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t be appropriate with others

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

wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him

go in. I still have guests to take

quickly turned

followed her retreating figure, his stern face

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

pushing open the door.

the door, he was caught, and

against the wall, her

grabbing her hands, “Did someone

magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning

she was pressed against him, his throat suddenly

a

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

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

a move, the needle would instantly paralyze

didn’t expect was for Percival

down.” Percival’s voice

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

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

believe that a man could

Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising

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

his arms, his voice low

played her