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.

highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could only relieve

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

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

she think her medical

bad! She could neutralize the aphrodisiac

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

a few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to

her a glance, his cool lips curling

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

up, whispering to Thomas, “You

in the

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

that, she quickly

retreating figure, his stern face cold.

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

turned, pushing open the

the door, he was caught, and

against the wall, her hands roaming over

grabbing her hands, “Did someone

hands were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation

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

was pressed against him,

a

slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if

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

he dared to make a move, the needle would instantly

expect was for

Percival’s voice was hoarse

flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying

bit surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you want

didn’t believe that a man could resist this kind

face, his

heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning in her eyes.

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

played her part