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.]

she clenched the paper

who sent this was not the same mysterious texter from

could

Suddenly, she smirked.

the outside world, that old coot was now

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

out her phone and opened Twitter, posting

it was the rage

not used it since signing up, just letting

the Hawthorn family, she had gradually become a public figure, and her Twitter followers had grown. She had about a million

'brothers' from the same master were

they knew there was only one person in the

bucks, unpaid

his death, leaving them grieving for

for payment, it was clear the old man

miss out on helping Vivienne

nine tweeted, echoing Vivienne's

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

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

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

their followers into

What was going on?

Vivienne's master dodging

nowadays would

Vivienne's followers began to retweet and tag

tweet, the other

smokes! Leopold, you've got guts! Aren't

Leopold! I

[I'll mourn for you

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

you, I'd be tweeting right now, hounding the old

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

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