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.]

dropped; she clenched the

the person who sent this was

who could

Suddenly, she smirked.

his fill of the outside world, that old coot was now seeking

want to see if she

as she pulled out her phone and opened Twitter, posting one

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

not used it since signing up,

figure, and her Twitter followers had

nine 'brothers' from the same master were

others were clueless, they knew there was only one person in

thousand bucks, unpaid

faked his death, leaving

Vivienne's public call for payment, it was clear

miss out on helping Vivienne collect her

all nine tweeted, echoing

as those of the nine, were baffled, wondering who owed her money

her, only Leopold

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

tweet sent their followers into

What was going on?

master dodging

nowadays would cover

retweet and tag Finnian, urging

tweet, the other disciples were

group, [Holy smokes! Leopold, you've got guts! Aren't you afraid the

Leopold! I

mourn for you

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

nothing? 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 your little troubles? Besides, who knows where that old guy is enjoying his life? If

be unreliable, but he's spot-on this time. We stand with Vivienne and must stand up for

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