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 the Vanguard Agency does have

back

an identity of great interest to my upper echelons.

"Karen's daughter," Vance said.

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

believe, acquainted," Vivienne said calmly,

mother was with the Vanguard Agency, her only

a loner, not one to seek out friendships, so the term 'friend' applied

stories, Vivienne had never heard of anyone besides

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

her mother's name, wanted to

Wishful thinking, indeed.

and leaned forward. "I was not exactly

admission carried a hint of sincerity,

from the moment she joined the agency. She was stubborn, and so was I. We'd often butt heads, especially during a

be harmed in any way. We argued, but ultimately, Ashen Pigeon sided with her, and I backed down. Lark took

mother telling her this

Ashen Pigeon was Micah.

Vivienne that no matter what,

protecting oneself was crucial, between

to get hurt if I were rescuing someone. I'd have

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 guarantee your own life, how can you

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

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