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.

was a highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could only relieve its effects through sexual intercourse.

how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind

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

she think her medical skills were lacking?

the aphrodisiac

Arabella to this room,

minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants

cool lips

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

to Thomas,

with that, he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella

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

she quickly

retreating figure, his stern face cold.

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

pushing open the

he closed the door, he was caught,

against the wall, her hands roaming

tensed, grabbing her hands,

were like magic, sparking a

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

him,

a healthy

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

notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at

make a move, the needle would

didn’t expect was for Percival to

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice

still flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t

and a bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering

didn’t believe that a man could resist this kind of temptation.

Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising

down at Vivienne, he saw the

his arms, his voice low and

played her part well!