The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 497

Vivienne snapped the file shut and tossed it aside with a flick of her wrist, her face a mask of composure that belied the storm brewing within.

Thomas maneuvered the car with practiced ease while Anna glanced back uneasily and asked, “Ms. Vivienne, what do you make of the information in that file?”

A chill flickered in Vivienne’s eyes. “What do you think?”

Anna was taken aback, suddenly feeling like she had touched a nerve.

Percival wrapped an arm around Vivienne, his touch as comforting as a warm blanket on a cold night. “Easy, no need to get all worked up.”

Vivienne remained silent, her gaze lowered, thoughts hidden behind a veil of introspection.

The reach of GTO had become far too invasive.

And the real mole had burrowed so deep that they were untouchable.

This person was not just a threat to the safety of the average Joe; they were toying with national security.

An unsettling intuition gripped Vivienne; her mother’s death might not be solely tied to GTO’s head honcho. Perhaps the final blow, the ultimate betrayal, was orchestrated by the Vanguard Agency itself.

As she remained lost in thought, Percival’s voice, honeyed with affection, broke through, “How about I take you out for a grand feast?”

Her train of thought was derailed by his suggestion, and Vivienne considered his offer seriously before agreeing. “Alright, let’s go.”

After dinner, Percival dropped Vivienne off at her place.

He watched her enter her home before sliding back into the car. “Head to HQ,” he instructed Thomas.

Thomas did not question it; it was time to return to headquarters to sort things out.

Back in her room, Vivienne checked her phone and saw a cryptic text from an unknown sender. [It’s not him.]

…

outside the deputy director’s office,

two captains left on

in the crisp uniform of the Vanguard Agency, Percival entered

captains exchanged glances, then stepped away, joining Thomas to

paused at the office door before

glasses and called out, “Come

as he faced Micah without a

up

tone was even,

deep voice

“You’re getting bold, detaining

Micah, his lips parting slightly.

then, ask away,” Micah

leaned back, his long legs crossed, fingers rhythmically tapping on his knee.

paused, eyes shrouded in steam betraying a flicker of

Agency, trained me

the question,

his icy demeanor, which was not directed at Micah

Percival’s direct superior, the one who

that Micah seemed to be acting deliberately and

changed Percival’s view

a mine. If Micah

finally laughed, put down his coffee, and nodded with satisfaction. “Good, the many times I took the

orders, took too big of a risk to complete the mission, and caused trouble, among other things. The only punishment he ever gave Percival was

stern facade, sliding a file across to Micah. “The Morning

aback. “I’ve never signed this

document the night

his signature was transferred to approve the

document had come from headquarters, beyond his and Percival’s clearance level to investigate

to take the fall. I’m becoming quite the scapegoat,” Micah said with a carefree laugh, well

had not contained Micah in time, leading the higher-ups to believe that Rivenwood’s own had detained him, Micah could have been sent to a military tribunal without a chance to defend

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