The Million-Dollar Heart

Vivienne lifted her hand with a delicate motion, her fingertips brushing against Vance's.

The contact sent a jolt of pain through Vance's finger, causing him to slump back onto the couch, but his eyes remained locked on Vivienne with intensity. "Sure, Lark and Ashen Pigeon and I didn't see eye to eye, but our beef was strictly professional. I have no reason to off her, so show some respect, will ya?"

His agitation caught Vivienne off guard. She had obviously struck a nerve.

Still cradling his wrist, Vance stared at her, "Neither you nor Micah have any ground to suspect me. I admit I've got a grudge against the ancient warrior lineages, and I use my job to dig around. But as an agen of Vanguard Agency, from field operative to the director I am today, I've honored every mission and every badge I've ever worn on my uniform!

Look, Vivienne, Percival, you can accuse me of neglect, of not caring about the future and safety of my agents, but you can never question my commitment to Vanguard Agency!"

In Percival's eyes, Vance was far from a model director. In fact, he did not even deserve the title.

Sacrificing his own people for personal gain, landing them in military prison while acting like nothing happened, seeing them meet their ends without lifting a finger... Such a man did not inspire Percival's respect.

But he could not deny the truth in Vance's words.

The room fell silent for a few minutes, with no one speaking.

After some time, Vance's emotions seemed to stabilize. "My mission for the Frostfire Intelligence Agency still stands. Next time you swing by, I expect news about your mentor."

It was a clear dismissal, and his tone was less than friendly.

Vivienne looked back at Vance.

He seemed to be shackled by his obsessions.

An obsession with the ancient warrior lineages, with the Sheldon family.

She had seen the medical records of Vance's parents before they died, which had nothing to do with some karmic cycle.

lead poisoning-this lead was different, laced with unknown toxins and substances, lying dormant in the body before finally manifesting

of the Edwards Group affair. Perhaps the lead in his parents' blood was linked

the early days of the Edwards Group, Vance's folks often returned to the Mystic Vein, and they

Edwards Group secured hefty health insurance for their workers that the issue was

problematic. However, Vance's parent's deaths were certainly not due to karma. The matter was only draped in a shroud of mystery because of the Sheldon family's line of work. In a way, Vance was indeed a pitiable

I hope you've got more to spill about Rover. Otherwise, you can kiss any

Vivienne's last

enigma, always blurry in photos, leaving

stepping in for Vance,

"What do you want to know about Rover? Vivienne, your mom's death was suicide. It's got nothing to do with anyone in Vanguard Agency, least of all Rover. He was more torn up about i than anyone else. Stop being

Vance's view. "Keep your ancient warrior lineage feud

Percival led Vivienne out. She did not resist,

the night surrounded them. "Vivienne, the Finnian situation...

say that?" She

handed her his phone. "Our mystery friend

and sure enough,

only cares about the ancient

watch out for Vance; now, suddenly,

She had lied to her for years! And she had always been right there, beside her! Percival ruffled her hair. "She must have her reasons

gazing out the window at the

figure to confront, to

Why? Why all this?