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

was in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t

she knew medicine, still put

she think her medical skills

neutralize the

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

“Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me

cool lips curling slightly,

sister wants to discuss some private matters with you.

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

off in the direction

pausing, “I won’t go in. I still have guests

quickly turned

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure, his

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

turned, pushing open

door, he was caught,

her hands roaming over his body.

grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug

a fiery sensation wherever they

chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation, “Do

him, his throat suddenly dry.

a healthy

like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it

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

dared to make a move,

expect was for

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice

his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he

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

that a man could resist this kind of

breath hit Percival’s face, his

down at Vivienne, he saw the

voice low and hoarse, “You’re really

played her part