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

"No! I want to lie

by Vivienne, Leopold clammed

not ordinary. It was painful

Percival's shoulder,

granddad. Isolde's at school," Percival said, wrapping his arm

brake from Leopold nearly sent them both

drive? Hogging the road!" Leopold

a limited edition car that usually commanded the road

freely, never expecting

"Don't you

He stared at the compact delivery van,

"Vivienne."

"Yes?"

a trace of amusement flickered in

Mansion, Richard and Cecilia were busy selecting a

set, it was always good to

on Vivienne," Richard said, pointing

I think

they had picked out a

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

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

was at a loss for

around him prone to

old for another wedding. These are for

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

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

Fine!

certain he was not

Vivienne must be.

regrets what happened at yesterday's birthday banquet. He sent me to

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

apologetically

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