The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 423

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

have retorted, "No! I want to

by Vivienne, Leopold clammed

slap was not ordinary. It was painful as

on Percival's shoulder,

and granddad. Isolde's at school," Percival said, wrapping his arm around Vivienne's shoulder and gently kissing her

sudden brake from Leopold

drive? Hogging the road!" Leopold cursed,

limited edition car

had always driven freely, never expecting anyone

window. "Don't you see

He stared at the compact delivery van, his

"Vivienne."

"Yes?"

but a trace of amusement flickered in her eyes. She now understood

Cecilia were busy selecting a wedding dress for

date was not set, it was always

on Vivienne," Richard said, pointing to a

dresses. "Dad, I

minutes, they had picked out

walked in with Vivienne, confronted by a sofa covered in dress designs,

a look and smacked his forehead. "Can't

a loss

him prone to

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

warm smile, "Vivienne, you're here! Why didn't you tell me? I've prepared some treats for you. Hungry for anything in particular? I'll have it made

temples. He had wanted to greet Richard, but his grandfather had

Fine!

was certain he was not

Vivienne must be.

Cecilia, Vivienne said, "Grandpa, my father deeply regrets what happened at

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

looked apologetically at

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