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?"

awkward spot. He flashed a forced smile. "Perhaps the Vanguard

who I am?" Vivienne leaned back on the sofa,

of great interest to my upper echelons. But I'm only interested in one thing." Vivienne did

"Karen's daughter," Vance said.

Vivienne's eyes, and the casual indifference vanished, replaced by an incomprehensible

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

she knew, when her mother was with the

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

stories, Vivienne had never heard of anyone besides

someone Vivienne had barely

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

Wishful thinking, indeed.

wine glass and leaned forward. "I was not exactly close with Lark. Quite the opposite,

admission carried a hint of 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 joined. Lark, Ashen Pigeon, and I were

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,

remembered her mother telling

Ashen Pigeon was Micah.

Karen had said, was to teach Vivienne that no matter what, one

wasn't a compromise. Karen replied that while protecting oneself was crucial, between one's safety and the hostage's, the hostage must come first-that

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

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

not until I went undercover that I finally understood.

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