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.

highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could only relieve

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

kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she

medical skills were

She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

it and followed Arabella to this room,

left, Vivienne waited a few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants to discuss something with you.”

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

you to come alone.” Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You

that, he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella

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

she quickly

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure, his

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

turned, pushing open

closed the door, he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s

him against the wall, her hands roaming over

hands, “Did someone

were like magic, sparking a

chin slightly, her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in,

she was pressed against him,

was a

a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if

between Vivienne’s fingers, poised

dared to make a move, the needle

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival to push her

calm down.” Percival’s

body’s reaction hadn’t

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

believe that a man could resist

face, his heat

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

his voice low and hoarse, “You’re

her part well!