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.

and TCL labs had

arrived at the lab first,

one

meticulously restoring

see her mother working diligently as

walked the path her mother had once

emerged from within, followed by a

YQ lab, Holden had been orienting his

nodded in acknowledgment, her eyes catching an

been trying to replicate that 3D biological printer, but we're hitting

his team had been busy

errors on the report and said, "These numbers are correct, but

lit up. They had been stuck for a month, but Vivienne had seen the solution at a

Admiration was an understatement.

and seeing Vivienne's expertise, they eagerly surrounded her

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

young man holding a copy of Hippocrates' Corpus. His hair was neatly trimmed, his nails clean, and he wore silver-rimmed glasses with a

him up, feeling an odd sense of

young man's capabilities, Holden quickly added, “Ma'am, his name is Rex. He's a recent hire. Young,

handed over his half-finished report. Each

nodded, impressed by his

I'm unclear about. I'll report back to the director once I've figured

at it and scribbled

a moment, his eyes

"How long have you been working on

the report as he headed to his workstation, engrossed

he's utterly devoted to medicine. We're all used to it

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

they spoke, Percival entered,

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