The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 441

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.

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

at the lab first, taking

just like the one her mother, Karen,

meticulously restoring it

her mother working diligently

her

Holden emerged from within, followed by a group

orienting his team to

in acknowledgment, her eyes catching an unfinished experimental report

saying, "We've been trying to replicate that 3D biological printer, but we're hitting a

and his team had been busy

are correct, but you've got the direction mixed

been stuck for a

Admiration was an understatement.

and seeing Vivienne's expertise, they eagerly surrounded

discussion, Vivienne asked, "Who's handling

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," he

him up, feeling an odd sense of

his name is Rex. He's a recent hire. Young, yes, but a medical prodigy and quite insightful about potions." Intrigued, Vivienne said, "Show me

handed over his half-finished report. Each word was deliberate and

nodded, impressed by

parts I'm unclear about. I'll report back to the director once I've figured them out," Rex said, marking a question on the

looked at it and scribbled

numbers for a moment, his eyes

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

casually, clutching the report as he headed to his workstation, engrossed in his

utterly devoted to medicine. We're all used

of someone,

they spoke, Percival

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