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.

highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken

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

kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in her

her medical skills were lacking?

neutralize the aphrodisiac in

to this room, she just wanted

few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her. She

a glance, his cool lips

intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss

eyes flicked up, whispering to Thomas,

that, he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him in.

him to the door, pausing, “I won’t go

she quickly

eyes followed her retreating figure, his

she wouldn’t call him

open

he was caught, and saw Vivienne’s

pushed him against the wall, her hands roaming

grabbing her hands,

sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

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

him, his throat

a healthy man!

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

hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at

dared to make a move, the needle

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival to

calm down.” Percival’s

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

bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively,

could resist this kind of

warm breath hit Percival’s face,

looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning in her

voice low and hoarse, “You’re

her part