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.

had taken it,

medicine, she knew

found it kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in her drink.

medical skills were

She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the drink.

drank it and followed Arabella to this room,

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

glance, his cool 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

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay

off in the

won’t go in. I still have

that, she quickly turned and left.

her retreating figure, his stern

met Vivienne many times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal

open the

closed the door, he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face and hazy eyes.

wall, her

hands, “Did someone drug

a

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

pressed against him, his

a healthy man!

was on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz

was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of his

make a move,

didn’t expect was for Percival to

down.” Percival’s

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

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

that a man could resist this

warm breath hit Percival’s face,

down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning

into his arms, his voice

her part well!