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

how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew

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

medical

the aphrodisiac in

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

my sister asked me to bring you to

gave her a glance, his cool lips curling

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

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay

himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him in.

led him to the door, pausing, “I won’t go in. I still have

that, she quickly

her retreating figure, his stern face cold.

him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal matters

pushing open the door.

was caught,

wall, her hands roaming over his body.

grabbing her hands,

hands were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

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

him, his throat suddenly

was a

a slippery fish, causing his head

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

dared to make a move, the needle would instantly

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival to push

down.” Percival’s voice

reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying to resist..

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

could resist this kind

Percival’s face, his heat instantly

he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning

her into his arms, his voice low and hoarse, “You’re

her