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.

concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it,

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

she knew medicine, still

medical

could neutralize the aphrodisiac in

drank it and followed Arabella to this room, she

“Mr. Ellington, my sister asked

cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push me

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

to Thomas, “You

with that, he wheeled himself off in the direction

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

quickly turned and

eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern face

knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let alone discuss

pushing open the door.

he closed the door, he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face

pushed him against the wall, her hands roaming

her hands, “Did someone drug

were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation

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

she was pressed against him,

a healthy

on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it were about to

silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of his neck.

make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze him.

expect was for Percival to push

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice

body’s reaction

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

that a man could resist

Percival’s face, his heat instantly

was a bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he

voice low and hoarse,

her part