The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

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.

It was a highly concentrated aphrodisiac, and once she had taken it, she could only relieve its effects through sexual intercourse.

While she wasn’t sure how competent Arabella was in medicine, she knew that this kind of drug wasn’t available on the market.

Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in her drink.

think her medical skills were lacking?

bad! She could neutralize the aphrodisiac

followed Arabella to this room, she just

my sister asked me to bring you to her. She wants to discuss something with

her a glance, his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push

you to come alone.” Arabella quickly intervened, “Mr. Ellington, my sister wants to discuss

flicked up, whispering to

wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella pointed

to the door, pausing, “I won’t go in. I still have

quickly turned and left.

her retreating

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

open

caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face and

pushed him against the wall, her hands

grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug

a

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

pressed against him, his throat suddenly dry.

was a

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

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

dared to make a move,

was for Percival

down.” Percival’s voice was

reaction hadn’t subsided, he was trying

a bit surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you

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

face, his heat instantly

bit heavy, when he looked down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning in

his voice low and

her part

at reading people, he