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.

taken

Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available on the market.

that she knew medicine, still put an

she think her medical

bad! She could neutralize the aphrodisiac

Arabella to this room, she

minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring

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

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

eyes flicked up, whispering to

off in

go in. I

that, she quickly turned and left.

her retreating figure,

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

turned, pushing open the door.

he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face and hazy

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

tensed, grabbing her hands, “Did

were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

leaning in,

against him, his

a

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

silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers,

a move, the needle would instantly paralyze

was for Percival to push her away!

down.” Percival’s

was still flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying to resist..

then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively,

believe that a man could resist this kind

warm breath hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly

a bit heavy, when he looked down

arms, his voice

played her part