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?"

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

back on the sofa, her features

up, his eyes piercing into Vivienne. "Specter Healer, an identity of great interest to my upper echelons. But I'm only interested in one thing." Vivienne did not respond,

"Karen's daughter," Vance said.

Vivienne's eyes, and the casual indifference vanished,

mother and you were not, I believe, acquainted," Vivienne said

with the Vanguard

one to seek out friendships, so the term 'friend'

mother's stories, Vivienne had never

favorite protégé, Percival, was someone Vivienne had barely

name, wanted to recruit her into the

Wishful thinking, indeed.

forward. "I was not

a hint of sincerity, piquing Vivienne's interest

was stubborn, and so was I. We'd often butt heads, especially during a live exercise not

insisted the hostage not be harmed in any way. We argued, but ultimately, Ashen Pigeon sided with

her mother telling

Ashen Pigeon was Micah.

purpose of sharing this story, Karen had said, was to teach Vivienne that no matter what, one should never compromise their principles

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

hurt if I were rescuing someone. I'd have the enemy hand them over willingly. Now that's the best strategy." Karen had laughed warmly at that, her eyes

the point in Lark's actions. I thought that if you can't guarantee your own life, how can you protect the people or

not until I went undercover that I finally understood. Your mother's actions were

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