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.

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

her medical skills were lacking?

She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in

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

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

a glance, his cool lips curling

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

flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You

off in the direction Arabella pointed him

pausing, “I won’t go

quickly turned and

followed her retreating figure, his stern face

him over for no reason, let alone discuss personal matters with

pushing open the

he closed the door, he was caught, and saw

him against the wall, her hands roaming over his

tensed, grabbing her hands, “Did

magic, sparking a fiery sensation wherever they

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

she was pressed against him, his throat

a

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

notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between

move,

was for

down.” Percival’s voice was

body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he was

mad, then leaned

believe that a man could resist

Percival’s face, his heat instantly

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

his arms, his voice low and hoarse, “You’re

her

good at reading people, he might have been