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.

aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could only relieve

she knew that this

it kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she

medical

bad! She could neutralize the

why she drank it and followed Arabella to this room, she

left, Vivienne waited a few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to bring you to her.

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

asked 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 others

up, whispering to

off in the

won’t go in. I still have

she quickly turned and

eyes followed her retreating figure,

met Vivienne many times, but he knew she wouldn’t call him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal

open the door.

was caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face and hazy

against the wall, her hands roaming over

her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

sparking a fiery sensation wherever

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

she was pressed against him,

was a healthy man!

causing his head to buzz

didn’t notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of his

make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze him.

for Percival

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice

reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying to

mad, then leaned into his

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

face, his heat instantly

bit heavy, when he looked down

voice low and

her