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?"

question put Vance in an awkward spot. He flashed a forced smile. "Perhaps

I am?" Vivienne leaned back on the sofa, her features alight with a

great interest to my upper echelons. But

"Karen's daughter," Vance said.

in Vivienne's eyes, and the casual indifference

acquainted," Vivienne said calmly,

mother was with the Vanguard Agency, her only real ally

mother was naturally a loner, not one to seek out friendships, so the

her mother's stories, Vivienne had never heard

her mother's favorite protégé, Percival, was someone Vivienne had

now Vance, invoking her mother's name, wanted to recruit

Wishful thinking, indeed.

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

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 live exercise not long after she joined. Lark, Ashen Pigeon, and I were assigned to the same squad, tasked

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 managed

remembered her mother telling her

Ashen Pigeon was Micah.

sharing this story, Karen had said, was to teach Vivienne that no

getting injured 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 was the creed of a Vanguard Agency

never to get hurt if I were rescuing someone. I'd have the enemy

hot-headed. I didn't see the point in Lark's actions. I

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

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