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.

taken it, she could only relieve

how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew

she knew medicine, still put

medical

neutralize the aphrodisiac

for why she drank it and followed Arabella to this room, she

sister asked me to bring you to her.

gave her a glance, his cool lips curling slightly,

wants to discuss

whispering to Thomas, “You stay

in the direction

door, pausing, “I won’t go

quickly turned

her retreating figure, his stern face

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

pushing open the

caught, and

wall, her hands roaming over his

grabbing her hands, “Did someone

sparking a

his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled

pressed against him, his throat suddenly

a

like a slippery fish, causing

between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of his

to make a move, the needle

didn’t expect was for

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

reaction hadn’t

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

could resist

hit Percival’s face,

heavy, when he looked down at

her into his arms, his voice low and

her part