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.]

…

stood guard outside the deputy director’s office, having dispatched

left on duty, their expressions were far

uniform of the Vanguard Agency, Percival entered the headquarters

exchanged glances, then stepped away, joining Thomas

the office

his reading glasses and called out,

his face stoic as he

glanced up briefly.

tone was even,

for waiting,” Percival said, his deep voice carrying an

a chuckle. “You’re getting bold, detaining me

took a seat opposite Micah, his lips parting slightly. “It’s more

away,” Micah said, leisurely

long legs crossed, fingers rhythmically

eyes shrouded in

trained me under my mentor, and watched me rise through the

the question, Micah

held the same respect as they always had, despite his icy demeanor, which was not directed at

both he and Vivienne had suspected Micah. After all, Micah was Percival’s direct superior, the one who could most easily alter the outcome of

time, he realized that Micah seemed to be acting deliberately and was always trying to communicate with his

Percival’s view of

in a mine. If Micah had hesitated even slightly or tried to obstruct the rescue, Percival

coffee, and nodded with satisfaction. “Good, the many

times when Percival disobeyed 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 to ask him to write

a slight smile to crack his stern facade, sliding a file across to Micah. “The Morning Glory has been leaked. The authorization

“I’ve never

classified document the night

transferred to approve the

from headquarters, beyond his and Percival’s clearance level

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

that Rivenwood’s own had detained him, Micah could have been sent to a military tribunal without a chance

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