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

retorted, "No! I want to lie in bed

smacked by Vivienne,

slap was not ordinary. It

on Percival's shoulder,

said, wrapping his arm around Vivienne's shoulder and gently kissing

from Leopold nearly sent

you drive? Hogging the road!"

car that usually commanded the road with

driven freely, never expecting

out the window. "Don't

shadow crossing his face. He

"Vivienne."

"Yes?"

flickered in her eyes. She now understood the

Cecilia were busy selecting

set, it was always

it will look stunning on Vivienne," Richard said,

to several other dresses. "Dad, I think these are

minutes, they had picked out a

Vivienne, confronted by a sofa covered in dress designs,

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

at a loss

him prone to

wedding. These are for Vivienne. Move aside; you wouldn't

Percival away dismissively and approached Vivienne with a warm smile, "Vivienne, you're here! Why didn't you tell me? I've

He had wanted to greet Richard, but his grandfather had already made a

Fine!

he was not the biological

Vivienne must be.

said, "Grandpa, my father deeply regrets what happened at yesterday's birthday banquet. He

It wasn't your fault; it was Jeffrey's lack of sense. He should be

looked apologetically

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