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.]

the paper tightly in her

this was not the same mysterious texter

who could

Suddenly, she smirked.

his fill of the outside world, that

Did he want to see if she had lost her

her phone and

Twitter, but Matthew had insisted it was the rage and would not stop nagging until she gave

it since signing up, just letting it sit

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

posting, her nine 'brothers' from the same master were the first to get the

there was only one person in

bucks, unpaid for

his death, leaving them grieving for

it

out on helping

nine tweeted, echoing Vivienne's message,

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

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

him in a

tweet sent their

What was going on?

Vivienne's master dodging a

nowadays

to retweet

the other

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

I

[I'll mourn for you

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

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

this time. We stand with Vivienne

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