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?"

spot. He flashed a forced smile. "Perhaps the

leaned back on the sofa,

Healer, an identity of great interest to my upper echelons. But I'm only

"Karen's daughter," Vance said.

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

mother and you were not, I believe, acquainted," Vivienne said calmly,

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

seek out friendships,

had never heard

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

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

Wishful thinking, indeed.

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

carried a hint of sincerity, piquing Vivienne's

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 to the same squad, tasked with a hostage

hostage not be harmed in any way. We argued, but ultimately,

her mother telling her this

Ashen Pigeon was Micah.

Vivienne that no matter what, one should never compromise their principles to achieve a

oneself was crucial, between one's safety and the hostage's, the hostage must come first-that was the creed

Vivienne had confidently told her mother, "I'd make sure never to get hurt if I were rescuing someone. I'd have

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

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

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