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.

a highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she

in medicine, she knew that this kind of

funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in her

medical

the aphrodisiac in the

room, she just wanted to see what Arabella was up

“Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants to

cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas,

Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t be

eyes flicked up, whispering to

off in the

won’t go

quickly turned and

eyes followed her retreating figure,

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

pushing open the

door, he was caught, and

wall, her hands

her hands, “Did

were like magic, sparking a

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

pressed against him,

was a healthy

now, this young girl was on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it were about to explode.

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

to make a move, the needle

for Percival to

calm down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

his body’s reaction hadn’t

was a bit surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into his ear,

a man could resist this kind of temptation.

Percival’s face,

looked down at

voice low and hoarse, “You’re really

played her part