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,

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

of funny that Arabella, knowing that she

medical skills

could neutralize the aphrodisiac in the drink.

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

waited a few minutes before approaching Percival, “Mr. Ellington, my sister asked me to

lips curling slightly,

“Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss some private matters with you. It wouldn’t

to Thomas, “You

in the direction

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

quickly turned and left.

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern face

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

pushing open the door.

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

against the wall, her hands roaming over his body.

hands, “Did someone

were like magic, sparking a

lightly lifting his chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation,

him, his throat suddenly

was a healthy

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

notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the back of his

a move, the needle would

expect was for Percival to push her

down.” Percival’s

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

then leaned

a man could resist this

breath hit Percival’s face, his

was a bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne,

pulled her into his arms, his voice low

her