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.

had taken it, she could only relieve

medicine, she knew that this kind of

it kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew

her medical skills

neutralize the

drank it and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what

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

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

come alone.” Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss

whispering to

himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him in.

go in. I

that, she quickly turned

retreating figure, his stern

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

pushing open

was caught, and

wall, her hands roaming over his

hands, “Did

magic, sparking a fiery

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

pressed against him, his throat

a healthy man!

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

silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s

a move, the

was for Percival to

Percival’s voice was hoarse

body’s reaction

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

man could resist this kind of

face, his heat instantly rising again.

he looked down

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

played her part