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.

YQ and TCL labs

lab first, taking

like the one her mother, Karen, had established

month meticulously restoring it

see her mother working diligently as she approached the

path her mother had once

followed by

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

in acknowledgment, her eyes catching

replicate that

operation, Holden and his team had been busy

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

for a month, but

Admiration was an understatement.

research fanatics, and seeing Vivienne's expertise, they eagerly surrounded her with reports from

asked, "Who's

trimmed, his nails clean, and he wore silver-rimmed glasses with a naive yet profound smile. "Ma'am, I'm

sized him up, feeling an odd sense of

He's a recent hire. Young,

his half-finished report. Each word

impressed

report back to the director once I've figured them out," Rex said, marking a question

it and scribbled a series of numbers. "Try

pondered the numbers for a moment, his eyes

pen and said, "How long have you

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

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

was not bothered. However, Rex's dedication reminded her of someone, though that

they spoke, Percival entered, "Anna's

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