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.

aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it,

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

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

think her medical skills were lacking?

the

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

before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her.

lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push me there.”

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

whispering to Thomas, “You stay

with that, he wheeled himself off in

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

that, she quickly

followed her retreating

but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason,

turned, pushing open the door.

was caught, and saw Vivienne’s

the wall, her

hands,

magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

chin, leaning in, her eyes filled

against him, his throat suddenly dry.

was a

young girl was on him, like a slippery fish, causing his

was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s

to make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze him.

was for Percival to push her

down.” Percival’s

body’s reaction hadn’t

surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you want me?”

a man could resist this kind of temptation.

Percival’s face, his heat instantly

down at

his voice low

played her part