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 could only relieve its effects

was in medicine, she knew that this kind

of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still

think her medical skills

bad! She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in

and followed Arabella to this room, she

Ellington, my sister asked

her a glance, his cool lips curling

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

he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed

won’t go

she quickly turned and left.

followed her retreating figure, his stern face cold.

him over for

turned, pushing open the

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

him against the wall, her

tensed, grabbing her hands,

magic, sparking a

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

against him,

was a healthy

like a slippery fish, causing his head

the tiny silver needle hidden between

make a move,

was for Percival to push

Percival’s voice was hoarse

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

then leaned into his ear, whispering

could resist this

face, his heat

looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning in

voice low and

played her part well!