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.

highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it,

competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew

that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac

medical skills were

could neutralize the aphrodisiac in

and followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella was

few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister

lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push me there.”

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

up, whispering to Thomas, “You

himself off in

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

she quickly turned and left.

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern face

met Vivienne many times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason,

open

door, he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed

the wall, her hands roaming over

her hands, “Did

a

chin, leaning

was pressed against him, his throat suddenly

a

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

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

dared to make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival to

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice was

reaction hadn’t

leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you want me?”

didn’t believe that a man could resist this kind of temptation.

hit Percival’s face, his

heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw

into his arms, his voice low and

her