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.

taken it, she could only

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

it kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in

she think her medical

neutralize the aphrodisiac

this room, she just wanted to

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

gave her a glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push me there.”

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

eyes flicked up, whispering to

himself off in the direction Arabella pointed

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

she quickly turned and left.

followed her retreating figure, his stern

met Vivienne many times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no

open

door, he was caught,

him against the wall, her hands

grabbing her hands,

magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation, “Do

pressed against him, his

was a healthy man!

slippery fish, causing his head to buzz

tiny silver needle hidden between

to make a move, the

didn’t expect was for Percival to push her away!

down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

still flushed, his body’s reaction

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

man could

breath hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising

a bit heavy, when he looked down at

his arms, his voice

played her