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?"

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

leaned back on

interest to my upper echelons. But I'm only interested in one thing." Vivienne did not respond, her gaze

"Karen's daughter," Vance said.

mother's name, a fierce glint flashed in Vivienne's eyes, and the casual

I believe, acquainted," Vivienne said calmly, her tone laced with an

with the

was naturally a loner, not one to seek out friendships, so

her mother's stories, Vivienne had never heard of anyone

Percival, was someone Vivienne had barely met

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

Wishful thinking, indeed.

was not exactly

sincerity, piquing Vivienne's interest to

was I. We'd often butt heads, especially during a live exercise not long after she joined. Lark, Ashen Pigeon, and I were assigned to the same squad, tasked with a

use a tranquilizer gun, but Lark would not have it. She insisted the hostage not be harmed in any way. We argued,

mother telling her

Ashen Pigeon was Micah.

was to teach Vivienne that no matter what, one should

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

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

that I finally understood.

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