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?"

He flashed a forced smile. "Perhaps the

who I am?" Vivienne leaned back on the sofa, her features alight

up, his eyes piercing into Vivienne. "Specter Healer, an identity of great interest to my upper echelons. But I'm only interested in one thing." Vivienne did not respond,

"Karen's daughter," Vance said.

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

acquainted," Vivienne said calmly, her tone

with the Vanguard Agency, her only real ally

to seek out friendships, so the term 'friend' applied

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

her mother's favorite protégé, Percival, was someone Vivienne had barely met

wanted to recruit her

Wishful thinking, indeed.

forward. "I was

of sincerity, piquing Vivienne's interest

were rivals from the 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

have it. She insisted the hostage not be harmed in any

her mother telling

Ashen Pigeon was Micah.

sharing this story, Karen had said, was to teach Vivienne that no matter what, one should never compromise their

between one's safety and the hostage's,

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

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

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

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