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 could

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

kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew

think her medical skills were

could neutralize the

this room, she

my sister asked me

his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas,

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

to

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

“I won’t go in.

she quickly

eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern

him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal matters

turned, pushing open

he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face and

pushed him against the wall, her hands

tensed, grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation, “Do you want

him, his throat suddenly dry.

was a

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

between Vivienne’s

move, the needle would instantly paralyze him.

for Percival to

calm down.” Percival’s voice

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

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

that a man could resist this kind

face, his

breathing was a bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne,

his voice low and hoarse, “You’re really

her