The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 549

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 Vanguard

know who I am?" Vivienne leaned back on

great interest to my upper echelons.

"Karen's daughter," Vance said.

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

I believe, acquainted," Vivienne said calmly, her tone laced with an enigmatic

was with the Vanguard Agency, her only real

one to seek out friendships,

her mother's stories, Vivienne had

had barely met in her childhood, barely remembering his

invoking her mother's name, wanted to recruit

Wishful thinking, indeed.

leaned forward. "I was

carried a hint of sincerity, piquing Vivienne's interest to hear

butt heads, especially during a live exercise not long after she joined. Lark, Ashen Pigeon, and I were assigned to the same squad, tasked

not be harmed

remembered her mother

Ashen Pigeon was Micah.

that no matter what, one

asked if getting injured wasn't a compromise. Karen replied that while protecting oneself was crucial, between one's safety and the hostage's, the hostage must come first-that was the creed of a Vanguard Agency

mother, "I'd make sure never to get hurt if I were rescuing someone. I'd have the enemy hand them over willingly. Now that's the best strategy." Karen had laughed

and hot-headed. I didn't see the point in Lark's actions. I thought

understood. Your mother's actions were

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