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 it, she could

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

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

think her medical skills were lacking?

could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

to this room,

Ellington, my sister

his cool lips

quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants

to

he wheeled himself off in the direction

won’t go in. I still have guests

quickly

followed her retreating figure,

him over for no reason,

pushing open

he was caught, and

wall, her hands roaming

hands, “Did someone drug

hands were like magic, sparking a

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

him,

a healthy man!

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

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

move, the needle would instantly paralyze him.

was for Percival to

calm down.” Percival’s voice was

flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t

and a bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you want me?”

didn’t believe that a man could resist this kind of temptation.

Percival’s face, his

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

his arms, his voice

played her part