She glanced at Soren's retreating figure, knowing full well her recent tie in combat was just a stroke of luck.

Soren was still nursing an old injury, not yet back in top form.

Percival approached with the detached professionalism of a captain, addressing Anna, "A month from now will be the final assessment. Pass that, and I'll arrange for you to start interning in the lab while carrying out missions."

Anna saluted smartly. "Yes, sir. I won't let you or Vivienne down."

Vivienne watched her with a hint of amusement. The girl was a quick study.

While Leopold drove Vivienne and Percival back to their estate, Anna was left at the Vanguard Agency's training camp to hone her skills.

On the way, Leopold queried, "Vivienne, do you think Anna's got what it takes? The Agency's training isn't for the faint of heart."

Despite Anna's draw with Soren, he was worried.

"If you made it through, she will too," Vivienne replied nonchalantly, leaning on Percival's shoulder.

Percival nodded in agreement, "Right, makes sense."

Leopold glanced in the rear-view mirror, catching the couple's affectionate display, and asked belatedly, "Hang on. What do you mean 'if I made it through'? I'm way better than Anna, okay?" Vivienne lifted her gaze lazily, "She's nineteen. How old are you?"

Leopold fell silent.

Alright, he asked for it. He should just shut up!

With a snap, he pulled down the visor.

Out of sight, out of mind, right?

A month later.

YQ and TCL labs had merged, keeping the YQ lab's

at the lab first, taking

set up just like the one her mother,

had spent the past month meticulously restoring it

mother working diligently

walked the path her mother

within, followed by a

the head of YQ lab, Holden had been orienting his

in acknowledgment, her eyes catching an unfinished experimental report on

saying, "We've been trying to replicate that

month of operation, Holden and his team had been busy with experiments

"These numbers are correct, but you've

had been stuck for a month, but Vivienne had seen the

Admiration was an understatement.

expertise, they eagerly surrounded her with reports from

a brief discussion, Vivienne asked, "Who's

hair was neatly trimmed, his nails clean, and he wore silver-rimmed glasses with a naive yet profound smile. "Ma'am, I'm working on the potions," he said

him up, feeling an odd sense

added, “Ma'am, his name is Rex. He's a recent hire. Young,

handed over his half-finished report.

impressed by

to the director once I've figured them out," Rex said, marking a question

it and scribbled a

for a moment, his eyes brightening.

"How

as he

another explanation. "Ma'am, he's utterly devoted to medicine. We're all

was not bothered. However, Rex's dedication reminded her of

spoke, Percival

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