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.

concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could

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

Arabella, knowing that she

medical skills were

neutralize the

she drank it and followed Arabella to this room, she just

“Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants to discuss something

his cool lips

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

whispering to Thomas, “You

himself off in the direction Arabella pointed

won’t go in. I still have

that, she quickly turned and

retreating figure,

hadn’t met Vivienne many times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for

turned, pushing open

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

wall, her hands roaming over his

grabbing her hands,

hands were like magic, sparking a

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

against him, his throat

was a healthy

fish, causing his head to buzz as if it were about to explode.

hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the

make a move, the

expect was for Percival to

down.” Percival’s

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

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

could resist this kind of temptation.

Percival’s face, his heat

was a bit heavy, when he looked down

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

played her part