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 its effects through sexual intercourse.

competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that

she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in

medical skills were lacking?

the

drank it and followed Arabella to this room,

my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants

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

sister asked you to come alone.” Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants

flicked up, whispering to Thomas,

in the direction Arabella pointed him in.

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

that, she quickly turned and left.

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure, his

call him over for no reason, let

pushing open the door.

was caught,

him against the wall, her

hands, “Did

like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

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

him, his throat

was a healthy

him, like a slippery fish, causing his head

needle hidden between Vivienne’s

he dared to make a move, the needle

for Percival to push her away!

down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

was still flushed, his body’s reaction

leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you want

man could resist this kind of

face,

heavy, when he looked down at

pulled her into his arms, his voice low

her