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?"

He flashed a forced smile.

Vivienne leaned back on the sofa, her features alight

Vivienne. "Specter Healer, an identity of great interest to my upper

"Karen's daughter," Vance said.

name, a fierce glint flashed in Vivienne's eyes, and

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

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

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

mother's stories, Vivienne had never heard

Percival, was someone Vivienne had barely met in her childhood, barely remembering his

mother's name, wanted to

Wishful thinking, indeed.

glass and leaned forward. "I was not exactly close with Lark. Quite

a hint of sincerity, piquing Vivienne's interest

were rivals from the 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

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

remembered her mother

Ashen Pigeon was Micah.

teach Vivienne that no matter what, one should never compromise

protecting oneself was crucial, between

get hurt if 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

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

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

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