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

medicine, she knew that this

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

medical skills were

could neutralize the aphrodisiac in

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

few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants to discuss something with you.”

gave her a glance, his cool lips curling slightly,

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

up, whispering to Thomas, “You

with that, he wheeled himself off in

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

that, she quickly turned

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern

but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for

turned, pushing open the

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

him against the wall, her hands roaming

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 filled with temptation, “Do you

was pressed against him, his throat suddenly

was a healthy man!

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

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

move, the needle would instantly

didn’t expect was for

down.” Percival’s voice was

handsome face was still flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying to resist..

bit surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into his

believe that a man could resist this kind of

breath hit Percival’s face, his heat

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

his voice low and hoarse,

played her