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

wasn’t sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available on the

Arabella, knowing that she

her medical skills were lacking?

neutralize the aphrodisiac

this room, she just wanted to see what

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

her a glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push me there.”

sister 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 present.”

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You

himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him

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

that, she quickly turned and

retreating

call him over for no

pushing open the

door, he was caught, and saw

against the wall, her hands

hands, “Did someone

like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they touched.

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

pressed against him, his throat suddenly dry.

a

was on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head

was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the

move, the needle would

for Percival to

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice

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

and a bit mad, then leaned into

didn’t believe that a man could resist

Percival’s face, his

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

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

played her part well!