The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 1037

Daphne's eyes flashed with a hint of agony. "Those people were hell-bent on hunting me down. For Anna's safety, I had no choice but to take a death-faking pill to fool them."

Sasha pursed her lips and sighed, "Where have you been all these years? Why didn't you contact us? Even the Vanguard Agency couldn't track you down."

"We all thought you were... gone," Sasha exhaled, struggling to accept the news back then.

Daphne candidly replied, "My memory has been in and out over the years. Sometimes I remember clearly, other times I forget everything. But I've never stopped trying to find news about you and the team. If only I had known how... profound the effects of that drug would be."

"Ouch!" Daphne clutched her head in pain before burying her face in the pillow, a look of agony on her face.

"Mom, is it the headache again?"

"Stop thinking about it."

Sasha, witnessing Daphne's sudden pain, couldn't tell if it was real or an act.

Anna explained, "Karen, this is the aftereffect of the death-faking pill my mom took years ago. Recalling the past triggers her headaches, leaving her unable to think of anything..."

As they parted, Daphne handed Sasha a medallion, insisting she take it.

Sasha examined the tarnished object before pocketing it with a nod.

Anna requested time off from Vivienne, "Vivienne, I won't be able to stick by you these next few days. The lab, too."

Understanding her friend's predicament, Vivienne reassured her with a pat on the shoulder, "Don't worry. The artifacts from the Wright family have been delivered to the lab. With Brody there, everything will be fine."

Anna felt slightly relieved and nodded.

With experts like Percival and Leopold by Vivienne's side, she wasn't overly concerned.

In the hallway, Sasha held the medallion, her expression tense. "This was the first honor Amaya won at the Vanguard Agency, a symbol of her identity."

Vivienne raised an eyebrow, "Is it authentic?"

Sasha nodded. Such an item had been part of their lives for too long to be fake.

Even Sasha began to doubt, "Is that really Daphne?"

Back in the room, Anna returned to Daphne's bedside, making sure she was comfortable, then sat down, clearly not planning on leaving.

Daphne, resting in bed, tried to persuade her, "Sweetie, my injuries are minor. You shouldn't neglect your work on my account. The nurses are here; you should focus on your responsibilities."

"That's out of the question, Mom. I wouldn't trust anyone else to care for you."

Anna had made up her mind; she wouldn't let history repeat itself. She was determined to ensure her mother's safety herself.

"I've already spoken to Vivienne. I won't be going to the lab for now."

Daphne smiled wryly, "I thought you had given up on the lab these past few days with Vivienne."

Anna, taking an apple from the fruit basket, skillfully peeled it. "Being with Vivienne doesn't mean I'm abandoning the lab. I'll be there whenever Vivienne needs me, but I'll return to the lab when I'm free. After all, that's where I continue to learn."