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.

concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could only relieve

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

Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac

think her medical skills were

could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the

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

“Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants to discuss something with

gave her a glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push

alone.” Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters

flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay here.”

that, he wheeled himself off in the

the door, pausing, “I won’t go

that, she quickly turned and left.

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure, his

times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal matters

pushing open

soon as he closed the door, he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s

her hands roaming over his body.

grabbing her hands, “Did

a fiery sensation wherever they

lifting his chin, leaning in,

against him,

a healthy

like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as

silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s

move, the needle would instantly paralyze him.

expect was for Percival to push

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s

reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying

surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned

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

Percival’s face, his heat

he looked down at

pulled her into his arms, his voice low

played her part