The Million-Dollar Heart

Gillian slouched pathetically between two chairs, her eyes pleading for sympathy.

Vance and Micah stood behind her, shaking their heads in silence before circling around to face her.

"Gillian, the surveillance caught what you did. You've been flagged as the prime suspect, and when the higher-ups get here, you'll have to explain yourself."

Gillian clutched her face in feigned innocence. "I have no idea what you're talking about! Besides, I can't even see this supposed surveillance you're mentioning. How can I be sure you're not just framing me? And I'll have you know, I'm pressing charges against Vivienne for this mess. She won't get away with what she did to me!"

Vivienne snorted with laughter and pulled a packet from her bag, tossing a facial mask onto Gillian's face.

The moment it touched her skin, Gillian let out a squeal like a pig being slaughtered. Miraculously, her face returned to normal, not a single mark to be seen.

Then, Vivienne shoved the footage in front of her. "This is you, right?"

Gillian nodded. "Yes, that's me, but I was just checking the screens at the command console. It's my job to keep records. Is that a crime now?"

With a swift motion, Vivienne slapped Gillian across the face.

It wasn't just for the sake of it-her palm was itching for justice!

The slap left Gillian's cheek swelling even more than before, ballooning up instantly.

"That's your problem to explain!" Vivienne said with disdain, handing over the tablet to Micah. "I'll be waiting for the outcome."

With that, Vivienne turned on her heel and walked away.

Gillian scrambled toward the door, only to be tripped up by Micah's cane, which "accidentally" landed on her already fractured ankle. "Ah!" she cried out, pain knocking her out cold.

in a hospital ward-the genuine patient this time, with doctors who wouldn't dream of turning her

head on some equipment, and I still can't recall what happened.

was a slobbering mess,

hear you. You're new here, still wet behind the ears. It's normal to make a mistake now and then. My daughter is younger than you and always messing up. I get it." Her hope restored by Vance's words, Gillian's

kept nodding. "Of course, I believe you, Gillian. You're a gem at the Vanguard Agency. If I can't trust

her tears, Gillian beamed. "I knew you'd believe me, Director. Oh, my head's

story, she added an extra swoon

now on,

stunned. Was Vance stripping her of her authority? Headquarters

"Director, I..."

investigative team. Just cooperate with them, and don't worry. I believe you, and so

were firm, his belief in her seemingly

pulling strings at the

shock was evident on

a high price to infiltrate Rivenwood Vanguard Agency, and now

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she would be detained for a while. What would happen next

daughter of a notorious drug dealer could infiltrate Vanguard Agency as a secretary from headquarters, what

watched Gillian being led away, still feeling a knot of unresolved anger. If Gillian dared to return to Rivenwood Vanguard Agency, Vivienne would ensure it was a

of the International Intelligence Bureau, and with Gillian taken in for questioning, there was still one more player to deal with the man at the heart of it all, Dracon, who had Benjamin

had dipped into before with their synthetic robots. It wouldn't be a stretch to think Dracon was

me, and you'll

in a dim basement, his hollow threats