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?"

awkward spot. He flashed a forced

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

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, her gaze

"Karen's daughter," Vance said.

glint flashed in Vivienne's eyes, and the

believe, acquainted," Vivienne said calmly, her

knew, when her mother was with the Vanguard Agency, her

to seek out friendships, so

Vivienne had never heard of anyone

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

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

Wishful thinking, indeed.

and leaned forward. "I was not exactly close with

sincerity, piquing Vivienne's interest to

She was stubborn, and so was I. We'd often butt heads, especially during a live exercise not long after she

not be harmed in any way. We argued, but ultimately, Ashen Pigeon sided with her, and

remembered her mother telling her

Ashen Pigeon was Micah.

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

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

I were rescuing someone. I'd have the enemy hand them

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

that I finally understood. Your

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