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?"

He flashed a forced smile. "Perhaps the Vanguard Agency does have the

am?" Vivienne leaned back

Vivienne. "Specter Healer, an identity of great interest to my

"Karen's daughter," Vance said.

Vivienne's eyes, and the casual

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

mother was with the Vanguard Agency, her only real

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

had

someone Vivienne had barely met in her childhood, barely remembering

now Vance, invoking her mother's name, wanted to recruit her into the Vanguard

Wishful thinking, indeed.

down his wine glass and leaned forward. "I was not exactly close with Lark. Quite the opposite, we were

carried a hint of sincerity, piquing Vivienne's

butt heads, especially during a

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 managed to get the hostage out

mother telling her this

Ashen Pigeon was Micah.

that no

oneself was crucial, between one's safety and the hostage's,

confidently told her mother, "I'd make sure never to get hurt if I were rescuing someone. I'd have the enemy hand them

cheek. "Back then, I was young and hot-headed. I didn't see the point in Lark's actions. I thought that if

went undercover that I finally understood. Your mother's actions were what

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