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?

back? I'm going to

"No! I want to lie

smacked by Vivienne,

slap was not ordinary. It was painful

on Percival's shoulder, she asked, "Who's

wrapping his arm around Vivienne's shoulder and gently kissing

sudden brake from Leopold nearly sent them

you drive? Hogging the

in a limited edition car that

always driven freely, never expecting

"Don't you see

He stared at the compact delivery van, his gaze

"Vivienne."

"Yes?"

of amusement flickered in her eyes. She now understood

were busy selecting

set, it was always good to prepare

will look stunning on

"Dad, I think

they had picked

confronted by a sofa covered in dress designs, and paused. "Mom,

him a look and smacked his forehead. "Can't you say anything

was at a loss

around him prone

irritably, "I'm too old for another wedding. These are for Vivienne. Move aside;

you're here! Why didn't you tell me? I've prepared some treats

greet Richard, but his grandfather had already made a beeline

Fine!

he was not

Vivienne must be.

pleasantries with Richard and Cecilia, Vivienne said, "Grandpa, my father deeply regrets what happened at yesterday's birthday banquet. He

for such formality. It wasn't your fault; it was Jeffrey's lack of sense. He should be the one

looked apologetically

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