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

she wasn’t sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this

knowing that she knew medicine, still put an

her medical skills were lacking?

neutralize the aphrodisiac

this room, she just

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

lips curling slightly, “Thomas,

come alone.” Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you.

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay

wheeled himself off in the

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

quickly turned and

her retreating figure, his stern face

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

open

as he closed the door, he was caught, and

against the wall, her hands roaming over

grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug

like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

chin, leaning in,

she was pressed against him, his throat suddenly

a healthy

now, this young girl was on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it were about to

the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of his

move, the

was for Percival

calm down.” Percival’s voice was

reaction hadn’t

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

a man could resist

face, his heat instantly rising

he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the

pulled her into his arms, his voice low

played her part