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

who I am?" Vivienne leaned back

Healer, an identity of great interest to my upper echelons. But I'm only interested in one thing." Vivienne did not

"Karen's daughter," Vance said.

Vivienne's eyes, and the casual

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

far as she knew, when her mother was with the Vanguard Agency, her only real ally had

was naturally a loner, not one to seek

her mother's stories, Vivienne had

was someone Vivienne had barely

her mother's name, wanted to recruit her into

Wishful thinking, indeed.

forward. "I was not exactly close with Lark. Quite the

sincerity,

moment she joined the agency. She was stubborn, and so was I. We'd often butt heads, especially during a live exercise not long after she joined. Lark, Ashen Pigeon, and I were assigned

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

her mother telling her

Ashen Pigeon was Micah.

to teach Vivienne that no matter what, one should never compromise their

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 Vanguard

never to get hurt if I were rescuing someone. I'd have the enemy hand

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

until I went undercover that I finally understood. Your mother's

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