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.]

gaze dropped; she clenched the paper

knew the person who sent this was not the same mysterious

who could

Suddenly, she smirked.

the outside world, that

was it? Did he want to see

phone and

had resisted signing up for Twitter, but Matthew had insisted it was

not used it since signing up,

figure, and

'brothers' from the same master were the first to

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

thousand bucks, unpaid

faked his death, leaving them

Vivienne's public call for payment, it was clear the old man was grandstanding

out

nine tweeted, echoing

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

who owed her, only Leopold replied seriously, "The

tagged him in a post, [Master, a grand isn't a fortune. Time to settle

sent their

What was going on?

Vivienne's master dodging

nowadays

retweet and tag Finnian,

the other

the first to message the group, [Holy smokes! Leopold, you've got guts!

one, Leopold! I support you. Keep

[I'll mourn for you

fear? A man's gotta have backbone! Just

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, when will he show

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

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