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.

was a highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could only

wasn’t sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this

of funny that Arabella, knowing that she

think her medical skills

neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

drank it and followed Arabella to this room, she just

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

his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push

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

up, whispering to Thomas, “You

wheeled himself off in the

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

quickly turned

her retreating figure, his stern face cold.

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

turned, pushing open the

the door, he was caught, and

pushed him against the wall, her

tensed, grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

hands were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation

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

she was pressed against him, his throat suddenly dry.

a healthy man!

girl was on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as

hidden between

to make a move, the needle would instantly

expect was for Percival to push

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

handsome face was still flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided,

mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively,

that a man could resist this

hit Percival’s face, his

breathing was a bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning in

her into his arms, his voice low and hoarse,

her part well!