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

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

she knew medicine,

medical skills were lacking?

the aphrodisiac in

followed Arabella to this room, she just

my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants to discuss

cool lips curling slightly,

“Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t

flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay here.”

with that, he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him

door, pausing, “I won’t go in. I still have guests

that, she quickly turned

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure,

wouldn’t call him over

open the door.

was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face and

her

hands, “Did someone drug

a fiery

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

she was pressed against him, his

was a healthy man!

slippery fish, causing his head to

silver needle hidden between

he dared to make a move, the

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival to push her

Percival’s

reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying to

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

could resist this

Percival’s face, his heat instantly

heavy, when he looked down at

his voice low and

played her