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.

was a highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could only relieve its effects through

she knew that this kind

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

she think her medical skills

could neutralize the aphrodisiac

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

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,

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

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay here.”

himself off in the

door, pausing, “I won’t go in.

she quickly turned and

retreating figure, his

but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal matters with

turned, pushing open

was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face

her hands roaming over his

hands, “Did someone

like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

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

was pressed against him, his

was a

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

hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of

he dared to make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival to

calm down.” Percival’s voice

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

a bit mad, then leaned into

could resist

Percival’s face, his

heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning in her

her into his arms, his voice low

her