The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 740

Vivienne's perfectly curved nose was pressed against the man's chest, muffling her voice as she spoke.

It sounded like she was crying, which made Percival's heart clench, holding her even tighter.

His voice was as gentle as if he were consoling a child, and his hands were not idle, patting her back rhythmically. "It's okay; these horror flicks are all fake. Vivienne. Don't cry." Vivienne: Which eye of yours saw me crying?

Seeing her words had no effect, her idle hand climbed to Percival's waist.

Through the thin fabric, her soft fingertips glided across his abdomen, sending a tingling sensation through him.

Percival's throat felt dry, and his lower abdomen tightened.

The eyes that were once filled with tender indulgence suddenly darkened, and when he spoke again, his voice was hoarse, "Vivienne, are you seducing me?"

On any other day, such a tone from him would have made Vivienne's eyes shine with fascination.

But this time, she remained silent, and once she found her target, her index finger and thumb suddenly pinched hard around Percival's waist. "Seduce this!"

Caught off guard, Percival couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. His arms loosened around Vivienne, and with a gentle push, he found himself sprawled on the couch, "If it wasn't for Kenneth being away from home lately, I'd think he taught you all those clumsy moves!"

Vivienne straddled him with her legs. "Mr. Wolf, can you drop those corny lines from the TV shows? They don't suit you, really. Look at me. Do I seem like someone who'd be scared of that?" Percival lay on the couch, half his face buried in a cushion.

Vivienne spoke, the more she found it amusing to see Percival, who seemed embarrassed, her laughter growing stronger. "Can't you just be

she got off him

a bit, she walked away to answer

hint

indeed Vivienne's number, then brought it

else would she sound so

eyes,

but Victoria wasn't upset. In fact, she let out a relieved sigh. That was the Vivienne she knew. The one before must have been her imagination. "Day after tomorrow,

after the scene her mother had made with the family, she was too ashamed to face this grandfather whom

didn't respond right away but turned to look at Percival still playing possum on the couch. "Fine,

"Okay..."

to. "I swear... Vivienne, you better not fall into my hands!" Unaware of Victoria's curses, Vivienne hung up the phone and sat back down, coaxing Percival to face her, "Mr. Wolf, cut the

Vivienne's chin with one hand: "You're right,

told you, you just...

seemed to take her advice seriously, Vivienne was

seizing the moment, he suddenly sat up and scooped Vivienne

carrying a beauty back

strode upstairs, and as he laid Vivienne on the bed, he began

settled on Vivienne, making her cheeks burn. Her body

eyes, reddened and flirtatious,

revealed, a strange gulp echoed through the

as he looked at her, "What's

cheeks were as red as ripe apples, her eyes locked on Percival's solid muscles. Her hands, not shy at all, climbed his abs like a rock

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