Astrid chuckled dryly.

Mature enough?

If leaked, the research material in the lab would send shock waves around the globe.

Yet, in Vivienne's words, it was merely mature enough?

Astrid glanced at her and asked, "So, you agree to stay in the lab?"

Vivienne nodded. "Yeah."

Astrid breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. "Thanks, Vivienne. I really appreciate you agreeing to be part of this experiment. Our progress will surely skyrocket now." Vivienne did not respond. Instead, she turned her gaze to the car window, watching the streetlights fall, and a slow smile spread across her lips.

After dropping Vivienne off at home, Astrid did not go upstairs. Instead, she turned the car around and drove away.

In the back seat lay the experimental data Vivienne had revised that day.

Returning home, Dorian and Cordelia were already asleep, and even though the light was on in Thaddeus' room, he was sound asleep, too. Vivienne switched off Thaddeus' light and entered her own room.

The moment she opened the door, her steps faltered, her eyes sharpening instantly.

A chill ran through her as she looked towards the window - a piece of paper was wedged in the crack.

This was the twenty-third floor; unless it was an inside job, this kind of infiltration was extraordinary!

She was sure that apart from Dorian's family, no one else was here.

Obviously, she was dealing with a pro!

She walked over and pulled out the paper.

The message was a mishmash of newspaper cutouts, and crooked letters forming a single line.

[The TCL Lab.]

she clenched the paper tightly

this was

who could it

Suddenly, she smirked.

fill of the outside world, that old coot was now

Did he want to see if she had lost her

curled slightly as she pulled out her phone and opened Twitter, posting

resisted signing up for Twitter, but Matthew had insisted it was the rage and would

not used it since signing up, just letting it

figure, and her Twitter followers had

'brothers' from the same master were

clueless, they knew there was only one person in the world

thousand bucks, unpaid

he had faked his death, leaving them

public call for payment, it was

miss out on helping Vivienne collect

echoing Vivienne's message, [Pay

followers, as well as those of the nine, were baffled, wondering who owed her money to warrant such

who owed her, only Leopold replied seriously, "The debtor is

a new account for Finnian and tagged him in a post, [Master, a grand isn't a

sent their followers into a

What was going on?

dodging

job nowadays would cover

followers began to retweet and tag Finnian,

tweet, the other disciples

the first to message the group, [Holy smokes! Leopold, you've got

Leopold! I support you.

mourn for you

man's gotta have backbone! Just

were you, I'd be tweeting right now, hounding the old man to pay! Isn't Vivienne's happiness worth more than your little troubles? Besides, who knows where that old guy is enjoying his life? If we don't

used to be unreliable, but he's spot-on this time. We stand with Vivienne

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