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, she could only relieve its effects through sexual

in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t

she knew medicine,

her medical skills

the aphrodisiac

room, she just

approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me

glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push

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

to Thomas, “You stay here.”

himself off in the direction Arabella pointed

him to the door, pausing, “I won’t go in. I still

quickly turned and

narrow eyes followed her retreating

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

pushing open the

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

pushed him against the wall, her

hands, “Did

hands were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

lifted her chin slightly, her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in,

him, his throat

a healthy man!

fish, causing his head to buzz as if it were

tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the

make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze him.

expect was for Percival to push her

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice was

flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t

and a bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you

man could resist

Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising

a bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne,

pulled her into his arms, his voice low and

played her part well!