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.

taken it, she could only relieve its effects through sexual

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

that she

her medical skills were lacking?

the

this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella

“Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her.

cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push me there.”

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

flicked up, whispering to

wheeled himself off in the

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

she quickly turned and left.

her retreating figure, his stern face

times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for

pushing open

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

wall, her

grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug

were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

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

him, his throat suddenly

a healthy man!

a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it were about

didn’t notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of his neck.

make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze

Vivienne didn’t expect was for

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s

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

then leaned into his ear,

man could resist this kind of temptation.

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

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

his voice low and hoarse,

played her part