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

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

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

her medical skills were lacking?

bad! She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

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

Arabella left, Vivienne waited a few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants to

lips curling

quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some

flicked up, whispering to Thomas,

he wheeled himself off in the

to the door, pausing, “I won’t go in. I

quickly turned and left.

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern face

he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason,

turned, pushing open the door.

closed the door, he was caught, and saw

her hands

grabbing her hands, “Did someone

a

her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning

pressed against him, his throat suddenly dry.

was a

him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz

the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s

dared to make a move, the needle would

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s

body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he was

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

that a man could resist this kind of temptation.

breath hit Percival’s face, his

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

her into his arms, his voice low and

played her part well!