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

she wasn’t sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this

that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine,

medical skills

neutralize the

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

minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister

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

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

whispering to

himself off in the direction Arabella pointed

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

she quickly turned and left.

her retreating figure, his stern

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

open

door, he was caught, and

pushed him against the wall, her hands roaming over his

her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

leaning in, her eyes

was pressed against him, his

a

on him, like a slippery fish, causing

didn’t notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers,

a move, the needle would

was for Percival to push her

down.” Percival’s voice was

face was still flushed, his body’s reaction

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

didn’t believe that a man could resist this kind of

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

down at Vivienne, he

his voice low and hoarse,

her