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 put an aphrodisiac in her drink.

think her medical skills were lacking?

neutralize the aphrodisiac in the drink.

followed Arabella to this room, she just wanted to see what Arabella

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

his cool lips curling slightly,

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

up, whispering to Thomas,

that, he wheeled himself off in

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

that, she quickly turned and left.

narrow eyes followed her retreating figure,

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

pushing open the door.

closed the door, he was caught, and

wall, her hands roaming over his

her hands, “Did someone drug you?”

sparking a fiery

chin, leaning in, her eyes filled with temptation, “Do you want me?”

was pressed against him, his throat

was a healthy man!

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

he didn’t notice was the tiny silver needle hidden between Vivienne’s fingers,

he dared to make a move, the needle

Vivienne didn’t expect was for Percival

down.” Percival’s voice was hoarse

his body’s reaction hadn’t subsided, he

then leaned into his ear, whispering seductively, “Don’t you want

man could resist this kind of temptation.

face, his heat

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

arms, his voice low and hoarse,

played her part

people,