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.]

Soren stood guard outside the deputy director's

captains left on

donned in the crisp uniform of the Vanguard Agency, Percival entered

then stepped away, joining Thomas

paused at the office door before

glasses and called

his face stoic as he faced Micah without

glanced up briefly.

even, betraying no

deep voice carrying an undercurrent

chuckle. "You're getting bold, detaining me

his lips parting slightly. "It's more like protective

ask away," Micah said, leisurely sipping

fingers rhythmically tapping on his knee.

eyes shrouded in steam betraying

into the Vanguard Agency, trained me under my mentor, and

as they always had, despite his icy

both he and Vivienne had suspected Micah. After all, Micah was Percival's direct superior,

seemed to be acting

changed Percival's

was when Percival was trapped in a mine. If Micah had hesitated even slightly or tried to obstruct the rescue, Percival would not

finally laughed, put down his coffee, and nodded with satisfaction. "Good, the many times

when Percival disobeyed orders, took too big of a risk to complete the mission, and caused trouble, among other things. The only punishment he ever

allowed a slight smile to crack his stern facade, sliding a file across to Micah. "The Morning Glory has been leaked. The authorization came from

"I've never signed

receiving a classified document the night before. It seemed unimportant, merely requiring his

to him, his signature was transferred to approve the usage

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