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

was in medicine, she knew

that she knew

medical skills were

could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the drink.

room, she just wanted to see

Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you

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

wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t be

flicked up, whispering to

himself off in the direction Arabella pointed

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

quickly turned

her retreating figure, his

knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let

open the door.

he closed the door, he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face

against the wall, her

grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

were like magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

chin slightly, her fingers lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation, “Do you

pressed against him, his throat suddenly dry.

was a healthy man!

was on him, like a slippery fish, causing his

hidden between

dared to make a move, the needle

was for Percival to push her away!

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s

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

then leaned into his

a man could resist this

hit Percival’s face,

down at Vivienne,

voice

her part well!