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

she wasn’t sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available on the market.

she

medical

the aphrodisiac

room, she just

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

cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push

sister wants to discuss some private matters

whispering to Thomas, “You stay here.”

wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him

“I won’t go in. I still have guests

she quickly turned and left.

eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern face

he knew she wouldn’t call him over for

turned, pushing open the door.

he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed

wall, her hands roaming over

her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

hands were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation

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

him, his throat

was a healthy

him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to

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

move, the needle would instantly paralyze

was for Percival to push her away!

calm down.” Percival’s voice was

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

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

a man could resist this kind of temptation.

breath hit Percival’s face, his

when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw

pulled her into his arms, his voice

her part well!