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.]

Leopold and Soren stood guard outside the deputy director's office, having dispatched all other

two captains left on duty, their

Vanguard Agency, Percival entered the headquarters and waved at Leopold

then stepped away, joining Thomas to ensure no one else could

paused at the office door

removed his reading glasses and

as he faced Micah without

up briefly.

even, betraying no

Percival said, his deep voice

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

a seat opposite Micah, his lips

then, ask away," Micah

leaned back, his long legs crossed, fingers rhythmically

paused, eyes shrouded in steam betraying a flicker of

me under my mentor, and watched me rise through the ranks. Don't you trust me,

respect as they always had, despite his icy demeanor, which was not directed

suspected Micah. After all, Micah was Percival's direct superior, the one who

he realized that Micah seemed to be acting deliberately and was always trying to

changed Percival's

convinced him and Vivienne of Micah's loyalty was when Percival was trapped in a mine. If Micah had hesitated even slightly

"Good, the many times I took the blame for you

orders, took too big of a risk to complete the mission, and caused trouble, among other things. The only punishment he ever gave Percival was to ask him to write a reflection

file across to Micah. "The Morning Glory has been leaked. The authorization came from

taken aback. "I've never signed

classified document the night before. It seemed

unbeknownst to him, his signature was transferred to approve the usage of "Morning

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