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.]

she clenched the paper tightly in her

knew the person who sent this was not the same

who could it

Suddenly, she smirked.

the outside world, that

Did he want to see if she had lost her

lips curled slightly as she pulled out her phone and

had resisted signing up for Twitter, but Matthew had insisted it was the rage and would not stop nagging

had not used it since signing up, just letting it

to the Hawthorn family, she had gradually become a public figure,

the same master were the

one person in the world who could owe Vivienne money:

thousand bucks,

faked his death, leaving them grieving

for payment, it was

miss out on helping

echoing

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

owed her, only Leopold replied seriously, "The

him in a post, [Master, a grand isn't a

their

What was going on?

Vivienne's master dodging a

job nowadays would cover

followers began to retweet and

Leopold's tweet, the other disciples were

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

I

for

fear? A man's gotta have backbone!

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

used to be unreliable, but he's spot-on this time.

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