The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 425

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.]

clenched the paper tightly

who sent this was not

who could it

Suddenly, she smirked.

world, that old coot was now seeking

was it? Did he want to

phone and opened Twitter, posting one simple tweet,

for Twitter, but Matthew had insisted it was the rage and would not stop nagging until

had not used it since signing up, just

to the Hawthorn family, she had gradually become a public figure, and her Twitter

her nine 'brothers' from the same master were the first to

one person

bucks, unpaid

since he had faked his death, leaving them

it was clear the old man was

could they miss out on helping Vivienne collect

nine tweeted, echoing

those of the nine, were baffled,

owed her, only Leopold replied

in a post, [Master,

tweet sent their followers into a

What was going on?

dodging a thousand-dollar

nowadays

Vivienne's followers began to retweet and tag Finnian, urging

the

smokes! Leopold, you've got guts! Aren't you afraid the master will

[Nice one, Leopold! I support you. Keep it

mourn for you

there to fear? A man's gotta have backbone! Just

I 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 push, when will he show up?] Jerry: [Makes

unreliable, but he's spot-on this time.

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