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?"

put Vance in an awkward spot. He flashed a forced smile. "Perhaps the Vanguard Agency does have the

Vivienne leaned back on the

interest to my upper echelons. But I'm only interested in one

"Karen's daughter," Vance said.

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

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

mother was with the Vanguard Agency, her only real ally had been

a loner, not one to seek

stories, Vivienne had never

Percival, was someone Vivienne had barely met in her

Vance, invoking her mother's name, wanted

Wishful thinking, indeed.

forward. "I was not exactly close with Lark. Quite the

sincerity, piquing

the moment she joined the agency. She was stubborn, and so was I. We'd often butt heads, especially during a live exercise not long

I was ready to use a tranquilizer gun, but Lark would not have it. She insisted the hostage not be

mother

Ashen Pigeon was Micah.

story, Karen had said, was to teach Vivienne that no matter what, one should never compromise their

protecting oneself was crucial, between one's safety and the hostage's, the hostage must come first-that was the creed of

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

cheek. "Back then, I was young and hot-headed. I didn't see the point in Lark's actions. I thought that if you can't guarantee your own life, how can you

not until I went undercover that I finally understood. Your

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