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

sent this was not the same

could

Suddenly, she smirked.

the outside world,

was it? Did he want to see if she had lost

phone and opened Twitter, posting one simple

up for Twitter, but Matthew had insisted it was

used it since signing up, just letting it

had gradually become a public figure, and her Twitter followers

nine 'brothers' from the same master

they knew there was only one person

bucks,

since he had faked his death,

it was clear the old man

miss out on

echoing

were baffled, wondering who

asked who owed her, only Leopold replied seriously,

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

sent their followers

What was going on?

dodging a

nowadays would

began to retweet and

the other disciples

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

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

mourn for

man's gotta

[Look 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 worth more than your little troubles? Besides, who knows where that old guy is enjoying his life? If we don't push,

spot-on this time. We

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