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.

she had taken it, she could only relieve its effects through

in medicine, she knew that this kind of

kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put

her medical

bad! She could neutralize the aphrodisiac

and followed Arabella to this room,

Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me

lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push

Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to

to Thomas, “You stay

wheeled himself off in the

door, pausing, “I won’t go in. I still have guests to take care of.”

quickly

followed her retreating figure, his stern

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

turned, pushing open the door.

caught, and

pushed him against the wall, her hands

hands, “Did someone

were like magic, sparking a fiery

lifting his chin, leaning

she was pressed against him, his

was a

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

was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s

make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze

was for

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice was

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

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

didn’t believe that a man could resist this kind of temptation.

breath hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly

when he looked down at Vivienne, he

voice low and hoarse,

her part