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.

kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still put an aphrodisiac in her

she think her medical

bad! She could neutralize the aphrodisiac in

to this room, she just wanted

my sister asked me to bring you

cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push

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

to Thomas, “You

he wheeled himself off in the direction Arabella

him to the door, pausing, “I won’t go

she quickly turned

her retreating figure, his stern

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

pushing open the

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

wall, her hands

hands, “Did someone drug you?”

were like magic, sparking a

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

him, his throat suddenly

a healthy

girl was on him, like a slippery fish, causing his head to buzz as if it were about to explode.

tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised

he dared to make a move, the

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival to

Percival’s voice

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

mad, then leaned

that a man could

warm breath hit Percival’s face, his heat instantly rising again.

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

voice low and hoarse, “You’re really something.”

her part

people, he