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.

had taken it, she could

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

found it kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still

her medical skills were

the aphrodisiac in

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

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

cool lips curling slightly,

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

whispering to Thomas,

himself off in the direction

“I won’t go in. I still have guests to take care

she quickly turned

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,

pushing open the door.

soon as he closed the door, he was caught, and

the wall, her hands roaming

hands, “Did

were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation

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

was pressed against him, his throat

a

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

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

make a move, the needle

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival to push

Percival’s

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

then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you want

didn’t believe that a man could

warm breath hit Percival’s face, his heat

he looked down at Vivienne, he saw

voice low and hoarse,

played her part well!