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.]

gaze dropped; she clenched the paper tightly

who sent this was not the

could

Suddenly, she smirked.

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

it? Did he want to see

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

up for Twitter, but Matthew had insisted it was the rage

signing up, just letting it

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

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

was only one person in the world who could owe

thousand bucks,

his death,

public call for payment, it

how could they miss out

nine tweeted, echoing Vivienne's message, [Pay

those of the nine, were baffled, wondering who owed

Leopold replied

in a post, [Master,

sent their followers

What was going on?

master dodging a

nowadays would cover

began to retweet and tag Finnian, urging him

the other disciples

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

one, Leopold! I support you. Keep it

mourn for you in

fear? A man's

at you all, scaredy-cats! Did Vivienne treat you right for 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

this time. We stand with Vivienne and must

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