Chapter 439
Vivienne nodded. The Brooks family''s affairs were no longer of her concern. However, if they came
knocking on her door one day seeking help, she would not turn a blind eye.
If they did not, well, then it was live and let live.
Ronald caught Vivienne''s gaze, and his expression flickered with oddness for a split second before he
resumed hisposure and nodded at her in greeting.
Mark, still ying it cool with Vivienne, showed no reaction.
"Let''s go, we''re off," Vivienne said, waving Aaron away.
Aaron responded, "Hey Vivienne, we should grab a..."
Before he could finish suggesting a meal, Percival rolled up the car window with a quick twist and
kicked the seat in front of him. "Drive."
Leopold jumped, wondering what the sudden outburst was about, but did not dare to ask; he just
silently started the car.
Vivienne sighed, "Mr. Wolf, do you have something against Aaron?"
Percival, feigning indifference, replied, "No, Leopold closed the window."
"Huh?" Leopold yelped, catching Percival''s warning nce in the rear-view mirror, and quickly nodded
in agreement, "Ah yes, yes, my fault, Vivienne. You should totally chew me out."
Maybe a good scolding would get him out of driving duties!
Where the heck had Thomas, that little rascal, run off to?
He should be back driving now that he had recovered from his sickness, right?
Had he not been back at work just a couple of days ago?
Thomas’s inner thoughts were, “Training the newbie, do not disturb.”
Aaron watched the car fade into the distance, his hopeful gaze sinking slowly.
He knew he had no right to stand beside Vivienne just yet.
Everything would have to wait.
Mark walked over with Ronald and asked, "Hey kid, what was Vivienne doing here?"
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Aaron''s gaze dropped, "Just meeting a friend."
"Oh, I saw a girl getting into her car. A ssmate of yours?" Mark''s eyes trailed off in the direction the
car had disappeared, thoughtful.
"I don''t know her; I didn''t see what she looked like," Aaron said, adjusting his backpack. "Aren''t we
supposed to be heading to a party?"
The truth was, he had seen Anna. They were both finance majors; of course, he knew her.
But they barely spoke at school, only exchanging a few words when grouped for an assignment. After
the project, there was no further interaction.
But when Mark asked, he just could not be bothered to exin.
However, the fact that Anna knew Vivienne was a surprise to him.
He had always thought Anna was a loner with hardly any friends.
Seeing Aaron a bit impatient, Mark did not push further and left with Ronald to head out from Elite
University.
In Vivienne''s car, Anna pulled out a certificate. It was issued by the Elite University''s School of
Medicine.
"You''ve be a professional doctor?" Vivienne was surprised to see the certificate.
She knew Anna''s mother, Daphne, had been a right-hand woman to Karen, with her incredible
achievements in the medical field.
But Vivienne did not expect Anna to follow in those footsteps, too.
Leopold thought inwardly, “Vivienne, you''ve mastered all of your mother''s skills; is it so hard for Anna to
inherit just one thing?
"Yeah, I took the exams in my spare time. Right now, I''m only a certified doctor; I''m not yet skilled
enough to engage in research," Anna said, removing her ck-rimmed sses to reveal her bright
eyes.
Vivienne smiled. "You want to work in ab?"
Anna nodded. "Yes, my mom mentioned she worked on many research projects with Lark. I want to
fulfill her legacy and learn while doing so. Could you take me to theb just to have a look?"
"Not yet." Vivienne handed the certificate back to Anna. "At least, not right now."
Anna was puzzled. "Why? The Husky can drive."
"That''s because he has a driver''s license. You said it yourself—you''re not yet skilled enough for
research. At the very least, you need to master the experimental techniques before I can let you into
theb."
Being ambitious was good, but steady progress was vital.
One could not expect to run before one could walk.
Anna''s lips pressed slightly, her eyes dimming as she whispered, "But time waits for no one. If I''m
studying, I can''t focus fully on research. There''s only so much time during vacations, and I''m afraid..."
Afraid that the GTO would make its move before she was ready.
Percival took Vivienne''s hand, his fingertips gently caressing the back of it, "You could start by reporting
to the Vanguard Agency''s boot camp. If you pass our training, you''ll be assigned to the YQb."
"YQb? You restarted the YQb!" Anna''s eyes brightened.
Percival nodded. "Yeah, but you''ll have to follow Vivienne''s lead inside theb. She''s the director of the
YQb."
Anna considered it momentarily before saying, "No problem, take me to the boot camp!"
She was eager to get into theb by any means necessary to pick up where her mother left off.
Leopold reluctantly turned the car around. "Captain, can I apply for the boot camp too? I bet I''m way
better than Thomas. Could his trainees evenpare to me?"
He mainly just wanted to get out of driving.
Anna did not like hearing that at all. She certainly did not want a Husky for a drill sergeant.
Percival nced at Leopold and said, "She doesn''t want you as a drill sergeant."
"How would you know without asking?" Leopold challenged, turning to Anna, "What do you say, me as
your drill sergeant?"
Anna coughed lightly. "I think driving suits you."
Leopold was at a loss for words.
Everyone''s always picking on him!
In the midst of their conversation, Leopold steered the vehicle into the driveway of the Vanguard
Agency''s boot camp for recruits. Reаd at Draмanоvels
The facility was not far from the city center; from the outside, it looked like any other nondescript
But outsiders did not know that insidey a myriad of training grounds, covering everything from
physical fitness and firearms to courses designed to fortify the mind.
At every stage of training, a batch of recruits would be eliminated. Even if someone excelled in physical
and weapons training, they were out if they could not cut it mentally.
And those who did not make the cut had to keep the secrets of the camp to themselves. Disclosure
meant facing the consequences far more severe than a mere military tribunal.
Thomas had received word that Percival was en route and was waiting at the gate to greet him.
"Percival and Ma’am," Thomas called out, stepping forward as the car pulled to a halt.
They were so used to seeing Thomas in a suit that hisbat attire took them by surprise.
Vivienne nodded her approval. "Thomas does look rather dashing in his gear."