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

knew that

that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in

she think her medical skills

the aphrodisiac in the drink.

it and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted

“Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to

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

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

flicked up, whispering to

wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed

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

quickly

followed her retreating figure,

him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal matters with him.

open the

he closed the door, he was caught, and saw

him against the wall, her hands roaming over his

tensed, grabbing her hands, “Did

sparking a fiery sensation

lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes

pressed against him, his throat

was a

causing his

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

to make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze him.

expect was for Percival to push

calm down.” Percival’s

was still flushed, his body’s reaction

was a bit surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into

that a man could resist this kind of temptation.

warm breath hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising

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

her into his arms, his voice low and

her