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.

she had taken it, she could only relieve

knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available

she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in her

she think her medical skills

She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the drink.

room, she just wanted

minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to

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

“Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters

up, whispering to Thomas,

off in

“I won’t go in. I

she quickly

followed her retreating

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

turned, pushing open the door.

he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s

wall, her

hands,

a fiery sensation wherever

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

she was pressed against him, his throat

was a healthy

now, this young girl was on him, like a slippery fish, causing

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

to make a move, the needle would

Vivienne didn’t expect was for

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s

body’s reaction hadn’t subsided,

leaned into his

believe that a man could

hit Percival’s face,

looked down at Vivienne, he saw

his arms, his voice low and hoarse, “You’re

played her part