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 in

sent this was not

who could

Suddenly, she smirked.

of the outside world, that old coot was

he want to see if she had lost her

she pulled out her phone and opened

but Matthew had insisted it was the rage and

had not used it since signing up, just letting

returning 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 get the

knew there was only one person in the world who could owe Vivienne money:

bucks,

since he had faked his death, leaving them grieving

for payment, it was clear the old man was grandstanding

miss out on helping

all nine tweeted, echoing Vivienne's message, [Pay

well as those of the nine, were baffled, wondering who

her, only Leopold replied

for Finnian and tagged him in a

their followers into a

What was going on?

Vivienne's master dodging

job nowadays would

to retweet and tag Finnian,

the other disciples were

was the first to message the group, [Holy smokes! Leopold, you've got guts! Aren't you afraid the master

[Nice one, Leopold! I support you. Keep

[I'll mourn for you

man's gotta

It's her hard-earned money the old man owes. Aren't we supposed to help her get it back? If I were you, I'd be tweeting right now, hounding the old man to pay! Isn't Vivienne's happiness worth more than

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

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