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.

a highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it,

competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that

knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in her

medical

the aphrodisiac in the

this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella was

few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants to discuss something

her a glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push me there.”

come alone.” Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to

whispering to

that, he wheeled himself off in the direction

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

quickly turned

retreating figure, his stern face cold.

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

open the

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

pushed him against the wall, her hands

hands, “Did someone drug you?”

sparking a fiery

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

pressed against him, his

a

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

he didn’t notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back

to make a move, the needle

didn’t expect was for Percival to push her

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

his body’s reaction

leaned into his

could resist

hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising again.

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

pulled her into his arms, his voice low

played her part well!