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.

aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could only relieve its effects through sexual

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

that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in her

think her medical skills were

could neutralize the aphrodisiac in

Arabella to this room, she just wanted to

Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked

cool lips curling slightly,

Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t be appropriate with others

up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay

that, he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed

go in. I still have guests to take care of.”

that, she quickly turned and left.

eyes followed her retreating figure,

him

open

as he closed the door, he was caught, and

against the wall, her hands roaming

grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

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 healthy man!

a slippery fish, causing his head

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

he dared to make a move, the needle would

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival to push her

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

reaction hadn’t

a bit mad, then leaned into his ear,

believe that a man could resist this kind of

breath hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly

heavy, when he looked down

arms, his voice

her part well!