The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 497

Vivienne snapped the file shut and tossed it aside with a flick of her wrist, her face a mask of composure that belied the storm brewing within.

Thomas maneuvered the car with practiced ease while Anna glanced back uneasily and asked, "Ms. Vivienne, what do you make of the information in that file?"

A chill flickered in Vivienne's eyes. "What do you think?"

Anna was taken aback, suddenly feeling like she had touched a nerve.

Percival wrapped an arm around Vivienne, his touch as comforting as a warm blanket on a cold night. "Easy, no need to get all worked up."

Vivienne remained silent, her gaze lowered, thoughts hidden behind a veil of introspection.

The reach of GTO had become far too invasive.

And the real mole had burrowed so deep that they were untouchable.

This person was not just a threat to the safety of the average Joe; they were toying with national security.

An unsettling intuition gripped Vivienne; her mother's death might not be solely tied to GTO's head honcho. Perhaps the final blow, the ultimate betrayal, was orchestrated by the Vanguard Agency itself.

As she remained lost in thought, Percival's voice, honeyed with affection, broke through, "How about I take you out for a grand feast?"

Her train of thought was derailed by his suggestion, and Vivienne considered his offer seriously before agreeing. "Alright, let's go." After dinner, Percival dropped Vivienne off at her place.

He watched her enter her home before sliding back into the car. "Head to HQ," he instructed Thomas.

Thomas did not question it; it was time to return to headquarters to sort things out.

Back in her room, Vivienne checked her phone and saw a cryptic text from an unknown sender. [It's not him.]

the deputy director's office, having dispatched

on duty, their expressions were

donned in the crisp uniform of the Vanguard Agency,

joining Thomas to ensure no one else

the office door before

reading glasses and called

entered, his face stoic as

glanced up briefly. "You're

was even, betraying no

Percival said, his deep voice

out a chuckle. "You're getting bold, detaining me like

his lips

on with it then, ask away," Micah

fingers rhythmically tapping on his knee. "What are you

paused, eyes shrouded in steam

mentor, and

they always had, despite his icy demeanor, which was not directed at Micah but at the

suspected Micah. After all, Micah was Percival's direct superior, the one who could most easily alter the outcome of

that Micah seemed to be acting deliberately and was always

changed Percival's

Percival was trapped in a mine. If Micah had hesitated even slightly or

coffee, and nodded with satisfaction. "Good, the many times I

mission, and

facade, sliding a file across to Micah. "The Morning Glory has been leaked. The authorization came from

was taken aback. "I've never signed

receiving a classified document the night before.

to him, his signature was transferred to approve the

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