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 could only relieve its effects through

sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this

funny that Arabella, knowing that she

she think her medical skills were lacking?

neutralize the aphrodisiac

and followed Arabella to this room,

a few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants to discuss something with you.”

glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push

asked you to come alone.” Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t be appropriate with others

to

wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him

to the door, pausing, “I won’t go in. I still

that, she quickly

her retreating figure, his stern face

she wouldn’t call him over

pushing open

was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face

pushed him against the wall, her hands roaming over his body.

grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

sparking a fiery

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

pressed against him,

a

slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if

needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised

to make a move, the

expect was for Percival to

down.” Percival’s

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

bit surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into

a man could resist this kind of

hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising

looked down at Vivienne,

pulled her into his arms, his voice low and hoarse, “You’re really

played her part