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?"

awkward spot. He flashed a forced smile. "Perhaps the

you even know who I am?" Vivienne leaned back on

identity of great interest

"Karen's daughter," Vance said.

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

not, I believe, acquainted," Vivienne said calmly, her tone laced with an enigmatic

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

to seek out

Vivienne had never heard of anyone besides

favorite protégé, Percival, was someone Vivienne had barely met in her childhood, barely remembering

name, wanted to recruit her

Wishful thinking, indeed.

was not exactly close with Lark. Quite

carried a hint of sincerity, piquing

We'd often butt heads, especially during a live exercise not

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

remembered her mother telling her this

Ashen Pigeon was Micah.

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

compromise. Karen replied that while protecting oneself was crucial, between one's safety

I'd have the enemy hand them over willingly. Now

then, I was young and hot-headed. I didn't see the point in

not until I went undercover that I finally understood. Your mother's actions were what every operative should aspire

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