The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Three minutes later, the demolished surveillance footage had been patched back together.

On the screen, it showed Gillian approaching the command console while Thomas stepped away to discuss tactics. However, because she had her back to the camera and her body obstructed the view of the console, it was unclear what she was actually doing.

The entire incident lasted a mere three seconds.

Fury blazed in Vivienne’s eyes as she rose from her seat, storming towards the door.

Vance arrived at that moment, along with Micah, trying to hold her back.

“Vivienne, let us handle this. It’s a Vanguard Agency matter,” Vance urged.

“Yeah, you head back. We didn’t see Gillian touch the console in the footage. Let’s investigate this properly,” Micah added.

Gillian was sent from the headquarters, and if there was blame to be assigned, it would have to come from the top. Besides, with Gillian already injured, they couldn’t very well take harsh measures.

Vance and Micah were certainly angry, but as the directors, the linchpins of the entire Rivenwood Vanguard Agency, they couldn’t act rashly.

But Vivienne, inflamed with rage, was not someone these two old-timers could easily restrain, even though these two were the second and third in command back in the heyday of the Vanguard Agency.

Vivienne grabbed each man by the wrist and twisted easily, and with a sickening snap, both Micah and Vance’s arms were dislocated.

The two men cried out in pain, each standing rooted to the spot.

Coincidentally, this happened right under the watchful eye of the surveillance camera.

“See that? We tried to stop her, but we couldn’t.”

The two directors, now seated on the floor, cried out in pain, and nobody else dared to step forward.

At that moment, Gillian was sitting in the secretarial department, her head wrapped in a bandage, portraying the image of a hard-working employee braving through her injuries.

In truth, her wounds were minor, and it was merely a facade.

Her greatest concern now was whether the technicians restoring the surveillance footage would uncover her act. In the heat of the moment, she hadn’t had time to prepare a better cover and had used her body to block the view.

She hoped she hadn’t given herself away.

Fortunately, even if the surveillance was fixed, it would have to go through the secretarial department. Even if it captured her, there were ways to deal with it.

With this thought, Gillian pulled out her lipstick for a touch-up. She had chosen a muted rose shade today, something that made her appear more pitiable.

Then, with a loud bang, the door to the secretarial department was kicked open, the sturdy door slamming to the floor. Everyone jumped in fright.

Gillian’s hand shook, smearing lipstick across her face.

Before she could react, she felt her neck seized, and the next second, she was slammed onto the desk.

The lipstick shattered against her face, but ironically, the color was so realistic it looked like rose petals stuck to her skin.

Gillian cried out in pain, “Who’s that?”

Looking up, she met Vivienne’s furiously enraged face.

A slap resounded, and Gillian spun a full 360 degrees, staggering a few steps before steadying herself against the desk.

“Vivienne, what are you doing!?”

“What the hell do you think you’re doing!?”

Vivienne followed with a kick, sending Gillian flying through the air, crashing against the wall like a ragdoll.

But that wasn’t the end. Vivienne grabbed a tall planter nearby and hurled it at Gillian.

Gillian was terrified; the planter was so heavy it took two special agents to carry it inside. Vivienne was lifting it with one hand!

As it came crashing towards her, Gillian scrambled away with all the human potential for survival.

Still, the planter hit her ankle.

Gillian cried, tears streaming down her face. “Vivienne, have you lost your mind? You know this is illegal! Are you trying to kill me?”

Vivienne cracked her knuckles, the sound echoing through the room.

“Killing you would be too kind.”

With that, she lunged forward, pinning Gillian to the ground.

Then, the sound of slaps echoed through the secretarial department like a hailstorm. Everyone was silent, petrified by the noise that reverberated throughout the agency.

Vivienne rarely resorted to such brute force to discipline someone. But this time, her fury was real. Only such raw violence could quench the fire of her anger.

Gillian’s actions had put hundreds at risk. Leopold, Anna, Astrid, and Soren were still in the ICU because of her.

To Vivienne, what Gillian did was as good as a death wish.

Gillian could barely speak, feeling her cheeks swell. Her eyes were squinted to slits by the swelling, blurring her vision.

After Vivienne had her fill of slapping, she rose, dragging Gillian by the leg all the way to where Vance was.

Throughout the ordeal, every desk, door frame, and step was acquainted with Gillian’s battered body.

The severity of her injuries was such that even Mara, upon seeing her, couldn’t empathize.

Finally, feeling the dragging stop, and with what felt like a crushed ankle, Gillian scrambled away, pointing at a nearby column, shouting, “Don’t touch me. I’m calling the police; I’m going to have you arrested!”

Vivienne stood to her right, looking down at her with disdain.

Vance and Micah, no longer in pain, stood to view the woman, now barely recognizable.

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“No, no, that looks like Sophia from the secretarial department!”

Vivienne casually pulled up a chair and sat down, “That’s Gillian.”

Vance winced. “What a mess. How did she end up like this?”

Micah let out a sigh. “I mean, it’s like she is completely unrecognizable now.”

Vivienne stretched her long legs out and casually rested them on the table in front of her. “So, directors, what’s the plan about catching Gillian sneaking up to the command console on the cameras?”

Vance couldn’t help but chuckle, thinking, “Looks like you’ve already taken care of it, haven’t you?”

Micah beamed with a mix of pride and nostalgia. “You’ve done a stellar job! You’ve got your mother’s touch, that’s for sure!” He thought.

Though they thought as much, they knew they had to maintain appearances.

“So, Gillian, care to explain yourself?” Vance asked.

Gillian knew the jig was up the moment she was questioned, but she also knew they lacked any concrete evidence against her.

Looks like using her body to block the camera’s view was the right move after all.

“What are you talking about? I don’t know anything. I hit my head on the equipment, and then this bitch had the nerve to rough me up. I can’t remember a thing. What exactly do you want me to explain?”

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Three minutes later, the demolished surveillance footage had been patched back together.

On the screen, it showed Gillian approaching the command console while Thomas stepped away to discuss tactics. However, because she had her back to the camera and her body obstructed the view of the console, it was unclear what she was actually doing.

The entire incident lasted a mere three seconds.

Fury blazed in Vivienne’s eyes as she rose from her seat, storming towards the door.

Vance arrived at that moment, along with Micah, trying to hold her back.

“Vivienne, let us handle this. It’s a Vanguard Agency matter,” Vance urged.

“Yeah, you head back. We didn’t see Gillian touch the console in the footage. Let’s investigate this properly,” Micah added.

Gillian was sent from the headquarters, and if there was blame to be assigned, it would have to come from the top. Besides, with Gillian already injured, they couldn’t very well take harsh measures.

Vance and Micah were certainly angry, but as the directors, the linchpins of the entire Rivenwood Vanguard Agency, they couldn’t act rashly.

But Vivienne, inflamed with rage, was not someone these two old-timers could easily restrain, even though these two were the second and third in command back in the heyday of the Vanguard Agency.

Vivienne grabbed each man by the wrist and twisted easily, and with a sickening snap, both Micah and Vance’s arms were dislocated.

The two men cried out in pain, each standing rooted to the spot.

Coincidentally, this happened right under the watchful eye of the surveillance camera.

“See that? We tried to stop her, but we couldn’t.”

The two directors, now seated on the floor, cried out in pain, and nobody else dared to step forward.

At that moment, Gillian was sitting in the secretarial department, her head wrapped in a bandage, portraying the image of a hard-working employee braving through her injuries.

In truth, her wounds were minor, and it was merely a facade.

Her greatest concern now was whether the technicians restoring the surveillance footage would uncover her act. In the heat of the moment, she hadn’t had time to prepare a better cover and had used her body to block the view.

She hoped she hadn’t given herself away.

Fortunately, even if the surveillance was fixed, it would have to go through the secretarial department. Even if it captured her, there were ways to deal with it.

With this thought, Gillian pulled out her lipstick for a touch-up. She had chosen a muted rose shade today, something that made her appear more pitiable.

Then, with a loud bang, the door to the secretarial department was kicked open, the sturdy door slamming to the floor. Everyone jumped in fright.

Gillian’s hand shook, smearing lipstick across her face.

Before she could react, she felt her neck seized, and the next second, she was slammed onto the desk.

The lipstick shattered against her face, but ironically, the color was so realistic it looked like rose petals stuck to her skin.

Gillian cried out in pain, “Who’s that?”

Looking up, she met Vivienne’s furiously enraged face.

A slap resounded, and Gillian spun a full 360 degrees, staggering a few steps before steadying herself against the desk.

“Vivienne, what are you doing!?”

“What the hell do you think you’re doing!?”

Vivienne followed with a kick, sending Gillian flying through the air, crashing against the wall like a ragdoll.

But that wasn’t the end. Vivienne grabbed a tall planter nearby and hurled it at Gillian.

Gillian was terrified; the planter was so heavy it took two special agents to carry it inside. Vivienne was lifting it with one hand!

As it came crashing towards her, Gillian scrambled away with all the human potential for survival.

Still, the planter hit her ankle.

Gillian cried, tears streaming down her face. “Vivienne, have you lost your mind? You know this is illegal! Are you trying to kill me?”

Vivienne cracked her knuckles, the sound echoing through the room.

“Killing you would be too kind.”

With that, she lunged forward, pinning Gillian to the ground.

Then, the sound of slaps echoed through the secretarial department like a hailstorm. Everyone was silent, petrified by the noise that reverberated throughout the agency.

Vivienne rarely resorted to such brute force to discipline someone. But this time, her fury was real. Only such raw violence could quench the fire of her anger.

Gillian’s actions had put hundreds at risk. Leopold, Anna, Astrid, and Soren were still in the ICU because of her.

To Vivienne, what Gillian did was as good as a death wish.

Gillian could barely speak, feeling her cheeks swell. Her eyes were squinted to slits by the swelling, blurring her vision.

After Vivienne had her fill of slapping, she rose, dragging Gillian by the leg all the way to where Vance was.

Throughout the ordeal, every desk, door frame, and step was acquainted with Gillian’s battered body.

The severity of her injuries was such that even Mara, upon seeing her, couldn’t empathize.

Finally, feeling the dragging stop, and with what felt like a crushed ankle, Gillian scrambled away, pointing at a nearby column, shouting, “Don’t touch me. I’m calling the police; I’m going to have you arrested!”

Vivienne stood to her right, looking down at her with disdain.

Vance and Micah, no longer in pain, stood to view the woman, now barely recognizable.

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“No, no, that looks like Sophia from the secretarial department!”

Vivienne casually pulled up a chair and sat down, “That’s Gillian.”

Vance winced. “What a mess. How did she end up like this?”

Micah let out a sigh. “I mean, it’s like she is completely unrecognizable now.”

Vivienne stretched her long legs out and casually rested them on the table in front of her. “So, directors, what’s the plan about catching Gillian sneaking up to the command console on the cameras?”

Vance couldn’t help but chuckle, thinking, “Looks like you’ve already taken care of it, haven’t you?”

Micah beamed with a mix of pride and nostalgia. “You’ve done a stellar job! You’ve got your mother’s touch, that’s for sure!” He thought.

Though they thought as much, they knew they had to maintain appearances.

“So, Gillian, care to explain yourself?” Vance asked.

Gillian knew the jig was up the moment she was questioned, but she also knew they lacked any concrete evidence against her.

Looks like using her body to block the camera’s view was the right move after all.

“What are you talking about? I don’t know anything. I hit my head on the equipment, and then this bitch had the nerve to rough me up. I can’t remember a thing. What exactly do you want me to explain?”

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Three minutes later, the demolished surveillance footage had been patched back together.

On the screen, it showed Gillian approaching the command console while Thomas stepped away to discuss tactics. However, because she had her back to the camera and her body obstructed the view of the console, it was unclear what she was actually doing.

The entire incident lasted a mere three seconds.

Fury blazed in Vivienne’s eyes as she rose from her seat, storming towards the door.

that moment, along with Micah, trying to hold her

It’s a Vanguard Agency matter,”

back. We didn’t see Gillian touch the console in the footage. Let’s investigate this

blame to be assigned, it would have to come from the top. Besides, with Gillian already injured, they couldn’t very well take harsh

as the directors, the linchpins of the

Vivienne, inflamed with rage, was not someone these two old-timers could easily restrain, even though these two were the second and third in command back

man by the wrist and twisted easily, and with a sickening

out in pain, each standing rooted

the watchful eye of

We tried to stop

out in

that moment, Gillian was sitting in the secretarial department, her head wrapped in a bandage, portraying the image

wounds were minor, and it was merely a

now was whether the technicians restoring the surveillance footage would uncover her act. In the heat of the moment, she hadn’t had time to prepare a better cover and had used her

hadn’t given herself

have to go through the secretarial department. Even if it captured her, there were ways to deal

thought, Gillian pulled out her lipstick for a touch-up. She had chosen a

kicked open,

smearing lipstick across

she could react, she felt her neck seized, and the next second, she was slammed onto the

was so realistic it looked like rose petals stuck to

in

she met Vivienne’s furiously enraged

a full 360 degrees,

are you

do you think

Gillian flying through the

grabbed a tall planter

heavy it took two special agents to

came crashing towards her, Gillian scrambled away

the planter

“Vivienne, have you lost your mind? You know this is illegal! Are you

cracked her knuckles, the

you would be too

she lunged forward, pinning Gillian to

sound of slaps echoed through the secretarial department like a hailstorm. Everyone was silent, petrified by the noise that reverberated throughout

someone. But this time, her fury was real. Only such raw violence could quench the

Astrid, and Soren were still in the ICU

was as good as a

feeling her cheeks swell. Her eyes were squinted to slits by the swelling, blurring

she rose, dragging Gillian by the leg all the way to

the ordeal, every desk, door frame, and step

such that

dragging stop, and with what felt like a crushed ankle, Gillian scrambled away, pointing at a nearby

to her right, looking

in pain, stood to view

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that looks like Sophia from

casually pulled up a chair

“What a mess. How did she end

let out a sigh. “I mean,

rested them on the table in front of her. “So, directors, what’s the

but chuckle, thinking, “Looks like you’ve

done a stellar job! You’ve got your mother’s touch,

much, they

to

the moment she was questioned, but she also knew they

her body to block the camera’s view was the right move

hit my head on the equipment, and then this bitch had the nerve to rough me up.

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later, the demolished surveillance

showed Gillian approaching the command console while Thomas stepped away to discuss tactics. However, because she had her back to the camera and her body obstructed the view of the console, it was unclear what she was actually

incident lasted

Vivienne’s eyes as she rose

at that moment, along with Micah, trying

let us handle this. It’s a Vanguard Agency matter,” Vance

head back. We didn’t see Gillian touch the console in the footage. Let’s investigate

be assigned, it would have to come from the top. Besides, with Gillian already injured, they couldn’t very well take

and Micah were certainly angry, but as the directors, the linchpins of the

old-timers could easily restrain, even though these two were the

and twisted easily, and with a sickening snap,

out in pain, each standing rooted to

right under the watchful eye of the surveillance

to stop her, but

floor, cried out in pain, and nobody

moment, Gillian was sitting in the secretarial department, her head wrapped in

truth, her wounds were minor,

the heat of the moment, she hadn’t had time to prepare a better cover and had used her body

hoped she hadn’t given

if the surveillance was fixed, it would have to go through the secretarial department.

out her lipstick for a touch-up. She had chosen a muted rose shade today, something

the door to the secretarial department was kicked open, the sturdy door slamming to the floor. Everyone

smearing lipstick across

and the next

but ironically, the color was so realistic it looked like rose petals stuck to

out in pain, “Who’s

she met

full 360 degrees, staggering a few steps before steadying

are you

do you think you’re

through the air,

wasn’t the end. Vivienne grabbed a

two special agents to carry it inside. Vivienne was lifting it with one

it came crashing towards her, Gillian scrambled away with

planter hit her

face. “Vivienne, have you lost your mind? You know this is illegal! Are you

her knuckles, the sound echoing through

would be

lunged forward, pinning Gillian

the secretarial department like a hailstorm. Everyone was silent, petrified by the noise that

to such brute force to discipline someone. But this time, her fury was real. Only such raw violence

actions had put hundreds at risk. Leopold, Anna, Astrid, and Soren

did was as good

barely speak, feeling her cheeks swell. Her eyes were squinted to slits by the

Vivienne had her fill of slapping, she rose, dragging Gillian by the

frame, and step was acquainted with Gillian’s battered

injuries was such that even Mara, upon

felt like a crushed ankle, Gillian scrambled away, pointing at a nearby column, shouting, “Don’t touch me. I’m calling the police; I’m

right, looking down at her with

pain, stood to view

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that looks like Sophia from the

casually pulled up a chair and

winced. “What a mess. How did she end up like

a sigh. “I mean, it’s like she is completely unrecognizable

of her. “So, directors,

thinking, “Looks like you’ve already taken

nostalgia. “You’ve done a stellar job! You’ve

much, they knew they had to maintain

care to

up the moment she was questioned, but she also knew they

like using her body to block the camera’s view was the right

about? I don’t know anything. I hit my head on the equipment, and then this bitch had the nerve to rough me up. I can’t remember a thing. What exactly do you want me to

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demolished surveillance footage

However, because she had her back to the camera and her body obstructed

entire incident lasted a mere three

blazed in Vivienne’s eyes as she rose from her seat, storming towards the

along with Micah, trying

It’s a

We didn’t see Gillian touch the console

and if there was blame to be assigned, it would have to come from the top. Besides, with Gillian already injured, they couldn’t very well

were certainly angry, but as the directors, the linchpins of the entire

someone these two old-timers could easily restrain, even though these two were the second and third

wrist and twisted easily, and with a sickening snap, both Micah and Vance’s

in pain, each standing rooted to

the watchful

to stop her, but

directors, now seated on the floor, cried out in pain, and nobody else dared to

head wrapped in a bandage, portraying

were minor, and it

technicians restoring the surveillance footage would uncover her act. In the heat of the moment, she hadn’t had time to prepare a better cover and had used her body to

hoped she hadn’t given herself

go through the secretarial department. Even if it captured her,

this thought, Gillian pulled out her lipstick for a touch-up. She had chosen a muted

bang, the door to the secretarial department was kicked open, the sturdy door slamming to the

hand shook, smearing lipstick across her

seized, and

lipstick shattered against her face, but ironically, the color was so realistic it looked

cried out in pain,

up, she met Vivienne’s

spun a full 360 degrees,

are

hell do you

kick, sending Gillian flying through the

wasn’t the end. Vivienne grabbed a tall

so heavy it took two special agents

her, Gillian scrambled away with all the

planter hit

your mind? You know this is illegal! Are you trying to

knuckles, the

you would be too

forward, pinning Gillian to the

through the secretarial department like a hailstorm. Everyone was silent, petrified by the noise

someone. But this time, her fury

Leopold, Anna, Astrid, and Soren were still in

Gillian did was as

swell. Her eyes were squinted to slits by

of slapping, she rose, dragging Gillian by

and

severity of her injuries was such that even

at a nearby column, shouting, “Don’t touch me. I’m calling

right, looking down at

stood to view the woman, now

the tech department’s Chubby?”Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join &

looks like Sophia

a chair and sat down,

How did

“I mean, it’s like

legs out and casually rested them on the table in front of her. “So, directors, what’s the plan about catching Gillian sneaking

couldn’t help but chuckle, thinking, “Looks like you’ve already taken care of it, haven’t

done a stellar job! You’ve got your mother’s touch,

as much, they knew they had

Gillian, care to explain

up the moment she was questioned,

the camera’s view

don’t know anything. I hit my head on the equipment, and then this bitch had the nerve to rough me up. I can’t remember a thing. What exactly do you want

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minutes later, the demolished surveillance

However, because she had her back to the

entire incident lasted a mere

rose from her seat, storming towards

with Micah, trying to hold her

this. It’s a Vanguard Agency matter,”

touch the console in the footage. Let’s investigate this

was sent from the headquarters, and if there was blame to be assigned, it would have to come from the top. Besides, with Gillian

Micah were certainly angry, but as the directors, the linchpins of

even though these two

and with a

out in pain, each standing rooted

right under the

to

directors, now seated on the floor, cried out in pain, and nobody else dared

the secretarial department, her head wrapped in a bandage, portraying the image of a hard-working

wounds were minor,

her act. In the heat of the moment, she hadn’t had time to prepare a

hoped she hadn’t given

even if the surveillance was fixed, it would have to go through the secretarial department. Even if it captured her, there were

thought, Gillian pulled out her lipstick for a touch-up. She had chosen a muted rose

door to the secretarial department was kicked open, the sturdy door slamming to the

shook, smearing lipstick across

her neck seized, and the next second, she was slammed onto

her face, but ironically, the color was so realistic

cried out in pain,

she met Vivienne’s furiously

and Gillian spun a full 360 degrees,

what are you

the hell do you think

with a kick, sending Gillian flying through the air, crashing against the wall like a

a tall planter nearby

was so heavy it took two special agents to carry it inside. Vivienne was lifting it

scrambled away with all the human potential

the planter hit

“Vivienne, have you lost your mind? You know this is illegal! Are you trying to kill

her knuckles, the sound echoing through

you would be

that, she lunged forward, pinning Gillian

a hailstorm. Everyone was silent, petrified by the noise that reverberated throughout

brute force to discipline someone. But this time, her fury was real. Only such raw violence could quench the fire of

at risk. Leopold, Anna, Astrid, and Soren were still in

Vivienne, what Gillian did was

swell. Her eyes were squinted to slits by the

her fill of slapping, she rose, dragging Gillian by the leg all the way to