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.

Vanguard Agency officially began. The YQ and TCL

first, taking in the

just like the one her

had spent the past month meticulously restoring

mother working

the path her mother had once

emerged from within, followed by a group

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

acknowledgment, her eyes catching an unfinished experimental report

saying, "We've been trying to replicate that 3D

lab's month of operation, Holden and his team had been

are correct, but you've got the direction mixed up.

had been stuck for a month, but Vivienne

Admiration was an understatement.

expertise, they

asked, "Who's handling

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

feeling an

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

report. Each word was

impressed by

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

scribbled a series of

pondered the numbers for a moment, his eyes

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

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

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

dedication reminded her of someone, though that person was not

spoke, Percival entered,

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