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?"

a forced smile. "Perhaps

who I am?" Vivienne leaned back on the

interest to

"Karen's daughter," Vance said.

fierce glint flashed in Vivienne's eyes, and the casual indifference vanished, replaced by

mother and you were not, I believe, acquainted," Vivienne said calmly, her tone laced with an

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

one to seek

mother's stories, Vivienne had

Percival, was someone Vivienne had barely

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

Wishful thinking, indeed.

was not exactly close with Lark. Quite the opposite, we were

sincerity, piquing

especially during a live exercise not long after she joined. Lark, Ashen Pigeon, and I were assigned to the same

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,

mother telling

Ashen Pigeon was Micah.

Karen had said, was to teach Vivienne that no matter what, one should never

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

I were rescuing someone. I'd have the enemy hand them over willingly. Now that's the best strategy." Karen had laughed warmly at that, her eyes

past, Vance rubbed 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 can't

that I finally understood. Your mother's actions were what every operative should aspire

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255