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.

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

knew

that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put

she think her medical skills were

bad! She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

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

left, Vivienne waited a 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

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

up, whispering to Thomas,

off in the direction

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

that, she quickly

retreating

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

open the

the door, he was caught, and saw

him against the wall, her hands

hands, “Did someone drug

like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

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

pressed against him, his throat suddenly

a healthy man!

a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if

between

dared to make a move, the

was for Percival to push

down.” Percival’s voice was

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

mad, then leaned into his

didn’t believe that a man could

breath hit Percival’s face,

breathing was a bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne,

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

played her part