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.

The YQ and TCL

lab first, taking in the

like the one her mother, Karen, had

the past month meticulously restoring it to its

working diligently as she approached

the path her

Holden emerged from within, followed by

YQ lab, Holden had been orienting his team to the lab's

in acknowledgment, her eyes catching

to replicate that 3D biological

month of operation, Holden and his team

the report and said, "These numbers are correct, but you've got the direction

stuck for a month,

Admiration was an understatement.

they eagerly surrounded her with reports from

brief discussion, Vivienne asked, "Who's handling the

hair was neatly trimmed, his nails clean, and he wore silver-rimmed glasses with a naive yet profound smile.

sized him up, feeling an

doubted the young man's capabilities, Holden quickly added, “Ma'am, his name is Rex. He's a recent hire. Young, yes, but a medical prodigy and quite

handed over his half-finished report. Each word

nodded, impressed

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

it and scribbled a series of numbers. "Try

numbers for a moment, his eyes brightening.

set down the pen and said, "How long have you been

as he headed to his workstation, engrossed in his

utterly devoted to medicine. We're all used to

Rex's dedication reminded her of someone, though that person was not

spoke, Percival

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