The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 440

Thomas was taken aback, his eyes darting towards Percival.

"Ma'am, you're practically signing my death warrant here!" He yelled inside.

"Percival, hear me out. This is the training grounds. I have to be in combat gear. I am the Chief Instructor, and I can't very well train them in a suit and tie!"

Percival's eyes briefly swept over Thomas's attire without a word, instead wrapping his arm around Vivienne, and they made their way deeper into the training area.

For a few seconds, Thomas felt like he just walked through the valley of the shadow of death.

Leopold slapped Thomas on the back with a smirk, "Man, that gear does look sharp on you, though."

Thomas shot him a glare that could kill and kicked out at him half-heartedly, then quickly caught up with Percival.

"Percival, the training's halfway through. If we're bringing in the newbie, we might need to fast-track her."

Thomas implied that Anna had to pass the earlier assessment today if she wanted to keep her spot here. Percival's stern face held a grave expression as he said, "Let's begin now."

Neither Vivienne nor Anna had any objections.

It was only fair.

If Anna could not pass the earlier assessments, it only proved she did not have the mettle to stay.

"Captain."

Off in the distance, a man in an olive-drab tee approached, saluting Percival crisply.

This was Soren, the physical training examiner.

After exchanging pleasantries with Percival, Soren sized up Vivienne. Then his gaze landed on Anna. "So you're the little lady who waltzed in through the back door?"

His tone was less than friendly, and his eyes were full of disdain.

Thomas signaled to him discreetly, whispering, "Soren, watch the attitude."

"Come on, man, she's Ma'am's protégé. Besides, it's not like she wanted the shortcut. If she can't make the cut, even Percival won't keep her here. Don't be so aggressive, or you might just tick off Percival!" He thought, trying to signal Soren with his eyes.

continuing his spiel to Anna. "I'm the physical training instructor. We will start your assessment now. If you don't make it, beat it, and

clearly

who the fuck do you think you're talking to with that

squarely on Soren.

"Who's wasting whose time

Percival's face. "Soren, empty

the most hot-headed of the captains, but his skills

of overall capability, he was

As for

Percival speak, Soren's attitude

the talking." Soren gave

piqued Vivienne's

seemed Soren's real

Interesting.

lips curved into a slight smile, utterly unfazed by

beat Percival

I stay for training. If I lose, I'll pack up and leave without fuss."

one-on-one battle with Soren

from the sidelines, aware

was

care to wager?" Vivienne raised an eyebrow. "I

put my money on Soren," Percival replied, his

around, cheering on their

by the roaring crowd, only grew

flying as

and Anna

end, the match was

Anna's vital point while she held his artery in her

stalemate,

turning

stepped forward, and separated

embarrassed? Fighting to

of mud, sending

and the mud landed right

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