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.

once she had taken it, she

was in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available on the

found it kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine,

her medical skills were lacking?

bad! She could neutralize the

drank it and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see

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

her a glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas,

sister wants to

whispering to Thomas,

that, he wheeled himself off in the

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

that, she quickly turned and

her retreating figure, his stern face cold.

him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal

open the door.

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

wall, her hands

her hands, “Did

magic, sparking a fiery sensation

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

pressed against him, his throat suddenly dry.

a healthy man!

was on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head

was the tiny silver needle hidden between

he dared to make a move,

for Percival to push her

Percival’s voice was

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

leaned into his ear, whispering seductively,

didn’t believe that a man could

warm breath hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising again.

looked down at Vivienne, he saw the

into his arms, his voice low and hoarse, “You’re really something.”

her part well!