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.

and once she had taken

knew that

Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put

she think her medical skills were

She could neutralize the

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

sister asked me to bring you to her.

gave her a glance, his cool lips curling

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

up, whispering to

wheeled himself off in the direction

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

she quickly

eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern face cold.

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

pushing open the door.

he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face

against the wall, her

her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

a fiery sensation

slightly, her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled

against him, his throat suddenly

a healthy

a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz

didn’t notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back

a move, the needle would instantly

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival to push her

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s

handsome face was still flushed, his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided,

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

that a man could resist this kind of temptation.

face, his heat

heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the

arms, his voice low and hoarse, “You’re really

played her