The conversation had taken a turn, and it was clear that light-hearted banter was off the table.

"Vance, let's cut to the chase." Vivienne bit into a strawberry, savoring the burst of sweet, succulent flavor.

Vance sipped his wine, his gaze shifting between Vivienne and Percival.

"Vivienne, what do you know about Percival here?" He asked, nodding subtly towards Percival.

Vivienne tilted her head, eyeing Percival from head to toe. "Inside out," she declared.

Percival nearly choked on his Chardonnay.

What on earth was she talking about?

Were they not here for a formal discussion?

Vance was clearly taken aback, not expecting such a forthright answer from Vivienne.

Nor had Vivienne expected to say it, but seeing Percival's stern and ascetic demeanor, she just could not help herself.

Not everyone could understand the world of someone who cared about looks like she did.

Vance regained his composure and chuckled. "Well then, you must be familiar with his work. I was wondering if you might be interested in joining him professionally?" Percival coughed, glancing at Vance.

Was he suggesting Vivienne join the Vanguard Agency?

Vivienne speared another strawberry with her fork, the juice coating her taste buds in satisfaction.

"Director Vance, are you sure you can afford to hire me?"

flashed a forced smile. "Perhaps the

who I am?" Vivienne leaned back on the sofa, her

piercing into Vivienne. "Specter Healer, an identity of great interest

"Karen's daughter," Vance said.

glint flashed in Vivienne's eyes, and the casual indifference vanished, replaced

not, I believe, acquainted," Vivienne said calmly, her

far as she knew, when her mother was with the Vanguard Agency, her only

not one to seek out friendships, so the term 'friend' applied to

her mother's stories, Vivienne had never heard of anyone

her mother's favorite protégé, Percival, was someone Vivienne had barely met

name, wanted to

Wishful thinking, indeed.

glass and leaned forward. "I was

of sincerity, piquing Vivienne's interest

joined the agency. She was stubborn, and so was I. We'd often butt heads, especially during a live exercise not long after she joined. Lark, Ashen Pigeon, and I were assigned

be harmed in any way. We argued, but ultimately, Ashen Pigeon sided with her, and I backed down. Lark took a risk, got herself injured,

mother

Ashen Pigeon was Micah.

said, was to teach Vivienne that no matter what, one should never compromise

if getting injured wasn't a compromise. Karen replied that while protecting oneself was crucial, between one's safety and

to get hurt if I were rescuing someone. I'd have the enemy hand them over willingly.

past, Vance rubbed his cheek. "Back then, I was young and hot-headed. I didn't see the point in Lark's actions. I thought that

I went undercover that I finally understood. Your mother's actions were what

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