Downstairs, Vivienne slid into the car and pulled out her phone.

Another text message blinked on the screen.

[Transport, Astrid, someone else pitched in.]

Percival frowned slightly, "The mysterious informant again?"

Vivienne massaged her temples, her eyes reflecting a hint of frustration, "Yeah, still no trace. Whenever I try to enter their domain, my system crashes completely!"

The mysterious person's IP address changed with every message, and tracking them down led to system failures or outright computer crashes.

The hacking skills were so advanced that even she was at a loss.

Vivienne had been trying to track the informant with no success.

To this day, she still could not determine whether this person was an ally or a smokescreen deployed by GTO.

Percival glanced at the message, "Their wording is vague. Can you make anything out of it?"

Vivienne shook her head, "I can't make heads or tails of it."

The last two made some sense, but transport?

Was GTO planning to smuggle something out?

Their research was not complete yet, so what was it?

She did not have a solid theory yet and decided to pass the message on to the Nine Mystics Society for Draven to investigate. "Vivienne, where to now?" Leopold asked.

Vivienne pocketed her phone. "We're heading to the Ellington Mansion."

"To the Ellingtons? For what? Percival, didn't you just leave? What's this, homesickness?" Leopold asked, puzzled.

Vivienne slapped the back of Leopold's head.

When would he learn?

I'm going to go

have retorted, "No! I want to lie in

by Vivienne,

not ordinary. It was painful as

Percival's shoulder,

wrapping his arm around Vivienne's shoulder and gently

Leopold nearly sent them both

you drive? Hogging the road!" Leopold cursed,

a limited edition car that usually commanded

always driven freely, never

out the window. "Don't

a shadow crossing his face. He

"Vivienne."

"Yes?"

replied solemnly, but a trace of amusement flickered in her eyes. She now

and Cecilia were busy selecting a wedding

was not set, it was always good to

one's perfect; it will look stunning on Vivienne," Richard said, pointing to a

other dresses. "Dad, I think these are prettier and suit

minutes, they had picked

dress

shot him a look and smacked his forehead. "Can't

a loss

everyone around him

for another wedding.

a warm smile, "Vivienne, you're here! Why didn't you tell me? I've prepared some

his grandfather had already made a beeline

Fine!

was certain he was not the biological

Vivienne must be.

and Cecilia, Vivienne said, "Grandpa, my father deeply regrets what happened at yesterday's birthday banquet. He sent me to

need for such formality. It wasn't your fault; it was Jeffrey's

apologetically at

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