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.

she had taken it,

medicine, she knew that

of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew

medical skills

the aphrodisiac in the drink.

and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to

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

his cool lips curling slightly,

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

whispering to Thomas, “You stay here.”

in the

door, pausing, “I won’t go in. I still have guests to take

quickly turned and

her retreating figure, his stern face cold.

call him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal

open the

the door, he was caught,

her hands roaming over his

tensed, grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug

a fiery

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

him, his throat suddenly

was a healthy man!

on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it were about to explode.

needle hidden between

a move, the needle would instantly paralyze him.

Vivienne didn’t expect was for

down.” Percival’s voice

was still flushed, his body’s reaction

a bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively,

a man could resist this kind of

warm breath hit Percival’s face, his

he looked down at Vivienne,

his arms, his voice low and

played her