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

the person who sent this was not

could

Suddenly, she smirked.

fill of the outside world, that old coot

want to see if she had

pulled out her phone and

Matthew had insisted it was the

signing up,

public figure, and her Twitter followers had

same master were the first to

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

bucks, unpaid for

had faked his death, leaving them

payment, it

miss out

tweeted, echoing Vivienne's message, [Pay

were baffled, wondering who owed her money to

only Leopold replied seriously, "The debtor is

in a

tweet sent their followers into a

What was going on?

dodging a thousand-dollar

nowadays would cover

followers began to retweet and

the other disciples

smokes! Leopold, you've got guts! Aren't you afraid the master will

I support

mourn for you in

to fear? A man's gotta have

If I were you, I'd be tweeting right now, hounding the

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

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