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.

a highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could only relieve its effects through

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

found it kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in her drink.

she think her medical

the aphrodisiac in

why she drank it and followed Arabella to this room,

sister asked me

lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push

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

to Thomas,

that, he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him

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

that, she quickly turned and left.

retreating figure, his stern

hadn’t met Vivienne many times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal matters

turned, pushing open

soon as he closed the door, he was caught, and

wall, her

hands, “Did someone

like magic, sparking a fiery

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

she was pressed against him, his throat

was a healthy man!

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

to make a move, the needle would instantly

didn’t expect was for Percival to push her

calm down.” Percival’s voice

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

then leaned into his

that a man could resist

breath hit Percival’s face, his heat

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

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

played her