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?"

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

leaned back on the sofa, her features alight with a unique

of great interest to my upper echelons. But

"Karen's daughter," Vance said.

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

and you were not, I believe, acquainted," Vivienne said calmly, her tone laced with an

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

mother was naturally a loner, not one to seek out friendships, so the term 'friend' applied

stories, Vivienne had never heard of anyone

Vivienne had barely met in her childhood, barely remembering his

her mother's name, wanted to recruit her

Wishful thinking, indeed.

and leaned forward. "I was not exactly close with Lark.

sincerity, piquing Vivienne's interest to

We'd often butt heads, especially during a live exercise not long after she joined. Lark, Ashen Pigeon,

tranquilizer gun, but Lark would not have it. She insisted the hostage not 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, but

her mother telling her this

Ashen Pigeon was Micah.

sharing this story, Karen had said, was to teach Vivienne that no matter

getting injured wasn't a compromise. Karen replied that while protecting oneself was crucial, between

were rescuing someone. I'd have the enemy hand them

hot-headed. I didn't see the point in Lark's actions. I thought that if you can't guarantee your

finally understood. Your mother's actions were what every

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