The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

In the dead of night, with the lights off and still in the bedroom!

“Damn it, Percival! What have you done to my daughter? She’s still a minor!”

Percival looked into Dorian’s fuming eyes with a hint of resignation, “We were just talking.”

“Talking? Why in the dark? Were you two kissing like Isolde said, right here in the room?” Thaddeus giggled behind his hand.

Isolde had spilled everything to Thaddeus, including when she overheard Vivienne and Percival kissing in the bedroom!

Dorian’s eyes seemed to bulge even more.

Cordelia’s cheeks flushed as she pulled Thaddeus away. “Thaddeus, stop making things up. Vivienne and Percival were just… doing homework. Yeah, that’s it. Now you better finish yours.”

Thaddeus snickered and scampered off to his room with his backpack.

Percival deliberately avoided Dorian’s gaze and cleared his throat, “Mom, Dad, I should head out.”

With that, Percival made a beeline for the door.

The more he thought about Thaddeus’s words, the guiltier he felt!

Where the heck was Leopold when he was supposed to be on the lookout?

Leopold and Anna were indeed on duty, standing guard with due diligence.

When Percival emerged from the house, Leopold dropped his guard and approached. “All sorted out, Percival?”

Percival responded with a swift kick to Leopold’s rear. “Didn’t you see someone go upstairs?”

Anna and Leopold looked baffled, nodding in unison.

“We saw, we even texted you.”

Especially Leopold, rubbing his backside with a woebegone expression. He had sent Percival the message the moment he saw Dorian’s family within thirty feet!

Percival glanced at his phone, and sure enough, there was a message, which he had missed while with Vivienne.

at Anna and said, “Continue

Leopold. “You’re driving me

You’re in trouble with your father-in-law

drop me off, do five hundred push-ups and six hundred sit-ups outside Griffin’s house. Don’t even think about rejoining the squad

of shock. Push-ups and

about to split up, their communicators

mission from HQ to

City. Wolf leads the team. Depart

from their faces. Anna wanted to speak, but Percival

crisply,

Leopold set

brow furrowed deeply, his expression

Tiger in Weststart City, a place known

details to Vivienne, “It was all very abrupt; I don’t know the specifics. But Ms. Vivienne, something doesn’t feel

in

in Weststart City, the

mission, including the command structure, snipers, and such. They would disseminate maps to squad leaders

leaders would have a heads-up to plan within half an hour before announcing the

Vanguard Agency’s missions were life and death; they could not afford to act rashly for the sake of

Vanguard Agency had been tracking CK and White Tiger as its head honcho, a

capture such a high-profile target with

her brow, “Anna, let’s

coat, checked her

team geared up in combat attire and boarded the transport to Weststart City.

with the basic layout,” Percival commanded

satellite. Micah would be in the field, in charge of the vehicles, while Percival

scouting the terrain. Thomas’s second squad covered the perimeter, and Soren joined Percival to head straight for the heart of

the car, and it was not because they were heading deep into enemy territory—it was because Percival was with

you’re the commander, the head honcho. You shouldn’t be on the front

back and oversee the safety of all the team members, commanding from

and to top it off, the deputy director, waltz into

linked to the command vehicle on-site, and Micah heard everything loud

was out of order, a clear sign that someone had it out for

only person Percival had managed to tick off