The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 586

Percival grinned with a hint of mischief. "Looking to delve into the secrets of the ancient warrior lineages, are you? Well, I'm your guy. I'll be your greatest asset."

Vance placed the business card on the table, his finger tapping over the name Mr. Percy, and asked with a serious tone, "So, you trust me now?"

Doubts about his alleged betrayal of the Vanguard Agency had always gnawed at him.

He did harbor ulterior motives, sure, but staining his hands with betrayal? That was a line he would not cross.

Percival's lips curved slightly. "Your obsession is solely with the ancient warrior lineages."

Vance fell silent, mulling over his options.

An alliance with Percival could indeed clear the fog shrouding the mysteries of the ancient warrior lineages.

But trust was not on the table, and their partnership was fraught with peril.

Now, cut off from the Agency's mainframe, he was blind to the secrets he sought. He needed an external ally.

"Why help me?" Vance finally asked.

Percival lowered his gaze briefly, then met Vance's eyes. "Your fixation with the ancient warrior lineages runs deep. I'd rather assist you now than risk others exploiting you later."

The insinuation stung Vance like a slap across the face.

"So, you and Vivienne still suspect I might betray the Agency!"

Percival did not deny it. "In my eyes, you were never the saint."

Vance was momentarily lost for words.

Indeed, in his pursuit of the truth behind the ancient warrior lineages, he had strayed from his initial path.

Conscience had become a distant echo, fading with time.

"And yet you choose to work with me. Aren't you afraid I might double-cross you?" Vance asked.

"You gave Leopold an out. That's the second reason I'm willing to gamble on you," Percival replied with a smirk.

Vance had ensured Leopold took the fall, yes, but had also arranged for his survival and, in the shadows, safeguarded Griffin, proving her innocence.

Perhaps he was not completely heartless after all.

Vance sighed heavily. "Fine. Since you've made up your mind, I'll submit your resignation."

"Bring Micah back before the end of next week, or our deal is off," Percival demanded, standing to leave.

Just as he reached the door, Vance called after him, "Percival, wherever you are, whatever you do, don't forget you were once an outstanding operative of the Vanguard Agency!"

A twinge of deep reluctance flickered across Percival's face.

Once he stepped through that door, he would no longer be a Vanguard Agency operative. Their ties would be severed forever.

Seconds later, he left without looking back, closing a chapter on his life at the Vanguard Agency.

Percival's resignation sent shock waves through the Rivenwood Vanguard Agency main office.

Everyone was in disbelief—how could their deputy director resign so abruptly?

Especially Soren, who seemed to question his own existence, bombarding Leopold for answers.

"Weren't you his brother-in-arms? You grew up together, and you don't know why he quit?" Soren's eyes were red with disbelief.

Equally blindsided, Leopold could not fathom Percival leaving the organization they had aspired to enter since their teens.

"I told you, I don't know! Cut it out!" Leopold snapped, pushing Soren away.

Their pent-up frustrations exploded into a scuffle, which Thomas and Anna quickly broke up.

"Enough!" Thomas bellowed.