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.

and once she had taken it, she could only relieve its

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

that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac

medical skills

She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

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

waited a few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me

lips curling slightly,

sister wants to discuss some private matters with

up, whispering to

wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him

him to the door, pausing, “I won’t go in. I still have guests to take care of.”

quickly turned and

her 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 the

door, he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s

the wall, her hands roaming

grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug

like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever

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

him, his throat

a

fish, causing his head to buzz as if

tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of

dared to make a move, the

expect was for Percival to push her away!

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s

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

mad, then leaned

believe that a man could resist this

Percival’s face,

breathing was a bit heavy, when he looked down

his voice low

played her part