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 labs had merged, keeping the

the lab first, taking in the

just like the one her mother, Karen,

the past month meticulously restoring it to its

her mother working

path her

emerged from within, followed by a group of

head of YQ lab, Holden had been orienting

her eyes catching an unfinished experimental report on the

to replicate that

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

"These numbers are correct, but you've got the direction mixed up. Give it

for a month, but Vivienne had seen the

Admiration was an understatement.

expertise, they eagerly surrounded

asked, "Who's

His hair was neatly trimmed, his nails clean, and he wore silver-rimmed glasses

up, feeling an odd

name is Rex. He's a recent hire. Young,

report. Each

nodded, impressed

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

and scribbled a series of

for a moment, his eyes brightening.

and said, "How long have you been working

Rex replied casually, clutching the report as

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

Rex's dedication reminded her of someone, though that person

spoke, Percival

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