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 could only relieve

wasn’t sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind

that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an

she think her medical skills

bad! She could neutralize the

and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted

Vivienne waited a few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants to discuss something

his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas,

Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t be appropriate with others present.”

flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You

off in the direction Arabella

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

she quickly

followed her retreating

wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal matters with him.

turned, pushing open the door.

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

the wall, her hands roaming over

hands, “Did someone drug

were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation, “Do

against him, his

a healthy man!

on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it were about to

needle hidden between

make a move, the needle

expect was for Percival to push her away!

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

still flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided,

a bit mad, then leaned into his

man could

face,

down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning in

his voice low and hoarse, “You’re

her part