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.

that she knew medicine, still

medical skills were

She could neutralize the

to this room, she just wanted

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

glance, his cool lips

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

flicked up, whispering to Thomas, “You stay here.”

that, he wheeled himself off in the

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

that, she quickly turned and left.

eyes followed her retreating figure, his stern

call him over for no reason, let

pushing open the

he was caught,

the wall, her hands roaming over his

her hands,

like magic, sparking a fiery sensation

chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation, “Do you

she was pressed against him, his throat

a

girl was on him, like a slippery fish, causing

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

to make a move, the needle would instantly paralyze

expect was for Percival to push her away!

Percival’s voice was

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

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

a man could resist this

breath hit Percival’s face, his heat

down at Vivienne, he saw the cunning in her eyes.

his voice

her part well!

he wasn’t good at reading people, he