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.

once she had taken it, she

knew that this kind of drug wasn’t

Arabella, knowing that she knew

her medical skills

bad! She could neutralize the aphrodisiac

to this room, she

“Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring

lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push me there.”

wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t be appropriate

flicked up, whispering to

that, he wheeled himself off in the direction

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

she quickly

narrow eyes followed her retreating

he knew she wouldn’t call him over

pushing open the door.

he closed the door, he was caught, and

against the wall, her hands

her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation, “Do you want me?”

she was pressed against him,

was a

like a slippery fish, causing his head

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

move, the needle

for Percival to

Percival’s voice was

body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying to resist..

mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you

man could resist

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

he looked down at Vivienne,

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

played her