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 paper

sent this was not

who could

Suddenly, she smirked.

outside world, that old coot was now seeking

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

pulled out her phone and opened Twitter, posting

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

had not used it since signing

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

from the same master were

clueless, they knew there was only one person in the world who

thousand bucks, unpaid for

had faked his death, leaving them grieving

call for payment, it was

miss out on helping

tweeted, echoing Vivienne's message,

the nine, were baffled, wondering who owed her money to warrant such

owed her, only Leopold replied seriously, "The debtor is

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

sent their

What was going on?

dodging a

nowadays

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

Leopold's tweet, the other disciples

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

I

mourn for you

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

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, when will he show up?] Jerry:

[Leopold used to be unreliable, but he's spot-on this time. We stand with

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