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.

it kind of funny that Arabella, knowing that she knew medicine, still

think her medical

could neutralize the aphrodisiac

room, she just wanted to see what Arabella was

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

his cool lips curling slightly, “Thomas, push

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

up, whispering to

himself off in the direction Arabella pointed him

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

that, she quickly turned and

her retreating

she wouldn’t call him over for

open the door.

caught, and saw Vivienne’s flushed face and hazy eyes.

her

grabbing her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

hands were like magic, sparking a fiery

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

she was pressed against him, his throat suddenly

was a healthy man!

slippery fish, causing his

was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers, poised at the

dared to make a move,

expect was for Percival to push her

Vivienne, calm down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

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

was a bit surprised, and a bit mad, then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively,

that a man could

Percival’s face, his heat instantly

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

his voice low and hoarse, “You’re really

her part well!

wasn’t good at reading people, he might