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?

"When's Thomas coming back? I'm going to go nuts

I want to

by Vivienne,

not ordinary. It was

Percival's shoulder, she asked,

Percival said, wrapping his arm around Vivienne's

sudden brake from Leopold nearly sent

Hogging the road!" Leopold cursed,

edition car that usually commanded the

never expecting anyone

the window. "Don't

He

"Vivienne."

"Yes?"

amusement flickered

Richard and Cecilia were busy

the wedding date was not set, it was always good

perfect; it will look stunning on Vivienne,"

"Dad, I think these are prettier and

minutes, they had picked out a dozen

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

shot him a look and smacked his forehead.

a loss for

everyone around him prone

another wedding. These are for Vivienne. Move aside; you

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

his temples. He had wanted to greet Richard, but his grandfather had already made a beeline for

Fine!

certain he was not

Vivienne must be.

"Grandpa, my father deeply regrets what happened at

was Jeffrey's lack of sense. He should be the one apologizing to your

looked apologetically

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