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

at the lab first,

one her mother,

meticulously

see her mother working diligently

the path her mother had

followed by

Holden had been orienting his team to the lab's environment and its various

her eyes catching an unfinished experimental report

been trying to replicate that

of operation, Holden and his team had

spotted several errors on the report and said, "These numbers are correct, but you've got the direction mixed up. Give it another

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

Admiration was an understatement.

research fanatics, and seeing Vivienne's expertise, they eagerly

a brief discussion, Vivienne asked, "Who's

a copy of Hippocrates' Corpus. His 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,"

him up, feeling an

a recent hire. Young, yes, but a medical prodigy and quite insightful about

half-finished report. Each word

nodded, impressed by

director once

looked at it and scribbled a series of numbers.

pondered the numbers for a moment, his eyes brightening. "Yes, this could

the pen and said, "How long have you been working

this morning," Rex replied casually, clutching the report as he

utterly devoted to medicine.

bothered. However, Rex's dedication reminded her of someone, though

they spoke, Percival entered,

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