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.]

…

Leopold and Soren stood guard outside the deputy director’s office, having dispatched all other

captains left on

crisp uniform of the Vanguard Agency, Percival entered the

stepped away, joining Thomas to ensure no one else

at the

his reading glasses

as he faced Micah without

glanced up

was even,

said, his deep voice carrying

“You’re getting bold, detaining me

opposite Micah, his lips

ask away,” Micah

rhythmically tapping on his

paused, eyes shrouded in steam betraying a flicker

me into the Vanguard Agency, trained me under my mentor, and watched me rise through

question, Micah remained

always had, despite his icy demeanor, which was not directed at Micah but at the real

After all, Micah was Percival’s direct superior, the one who could most

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

changed Percival’s view

mine. If Micah had hesitated even slightly or tried to obstruct the rescue, Percival would not have been saved

and nodded with satisfaction. “Good, the many times I took the blame for you

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

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

taken aback. “I’ve

receiving a classified document the night

his signature was transferred to approve the usage of

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

take the fall. I’m becoming quite the scapegoat,” Micah

that Rivenwood’s own had detained him, Micah could have been

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