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 only

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

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

she think her medical

neutralize the

Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what

approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked

lips curling slightly,

intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas,

that, he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella

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

quickly

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure, his

he knew she wouldn’t call him over

open

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

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

hands,

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

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

she was pressed against him, his

a healthy man!

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

hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the

he dared to make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze

expect was for Percival

calm down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

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

bit mad, then leaned into his

didn’t believe that a man could resist this

breath hit Percival’s face, his heat

down at Vivienne, he saw

her into his arms, his voice low and hoarse,

her part