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.

highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken

medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available on

Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in her drink.

she think her medical skills were lacking?

the aphrodisiac

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

sister asked

her a glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas,

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

flicked up, whispering to Thomas,

he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella

“I won’t go

she quickly

eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern

hadn’t met Vivienne many times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for

turned, pushing open the

the door, he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face

against the wall, her hands

hands, “Did someone drug you?”

hands were like magic, sparking a

lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation, “Do you

was pressed against him, his throat

a

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

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

make a move, the

was for Percival to push her away!

calm down.” Percival’s voice was

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

a bit mad, then leaned

a man could resist this kind of temptation.

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

looked down at Vivienne, he saw

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

played her