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.

once she had taken it, she could only relieve its effects

Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available on

found it kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an

medical

neutralize the aphrodisiac

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

my sister asked me to bring you to her.

her a glance, his cool lips

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

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

off in

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

that, she quickly turned

retreating figure, his

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

pushing open the

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

him against the wall, her hands roaming over his body.

tensed, grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug

hands were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

lifting his chin, leaning

against him, his throat suddenly

a

causing his head

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

to make a move,

for Percival

calm down.” Percival’s

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

bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you

could resist this kind

hit Percival’s face, his heat

when he looked down at Vivienne,

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

her part