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.

aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could only relieve its

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

that she knew medicine, still put an

medical

neutralize the aphrodisiac

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

“Mr. Ellington, my sister asked

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

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

whispering to Thomas, “You

with that, he wheeled himself off in the

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

she quickly turned and

retreating figure,

she wouldn’t call him over for no reason,

pushing open the door.

caught, and saw

wall, her

tensed, grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug

like magic, sparking a fiery

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

him, his throat suddenly

a

on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head

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

a move,

was for Percival

calm down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

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

leaned into his ear, whispering seductively,

believe that a man could resist this kind of temptation.

face, his heat instantly

a bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the

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

her part