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

medicine, she knew that this

found it kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put

her medical

She could neutralize the

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

waited a few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to

cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas,

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

flicked up, whispering to Thomas,

wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella

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

that, she quickly turned and

retreating figure, his stern

him over for no reason, let alone discuss

turned, pushing open the door.

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

her hands

grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug

were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever

his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation,

him, his

was a healthy

a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it were

didn’t notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of his neck.

make a move,

for Percival to push her

calm down.” Percival’s voice

handsome face was still flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided,

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

didn’t believe that a man could resist

face, his heat instantly rising

heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw

his arms, his voice low and hoarse, “You’re

played her part