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?"

put Vance in an awkward spot. He flashed a forced smile. "Perhaps the Vanguard Agency

back

Vivienne. "Specter Healer, an identity of great interest to my upper echelons. But I'm only interested in one

"Karen's daughter," Vance said.

mother's name, a fierce glint flashed in Vivienne's eyes, and the casual indifference vanished, replaced by an incomprehensible

not, I believe, acquainted," Vivienne said calmly, her tone laced

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

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

Vivienne had never heard of

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

invoking her mother's name, wanted

Wishful thinking, indeed.

set down his wine glass and leaned forward. "I was not exactly close with Lark. Quite the opposite, we were

a hint of sincerity, piquing Vivienne's interest

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

situation did not leave room for the hostage to be extracted unharmed. I was ready to use a tranquilizer gun, but Lark would not have it. 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, but

mother telling her this

Ashen Pigeon was Micah.

to teach Vivienne that no

protecting oneself was crucial, between

someone. I'd have the enemy hand them over willingly. Now that's the

didn't see the point in Lark's actions. I thought that if you can't guarantee your own life, how can you protect

not until I went undercover that I finally understood. Your mother's

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