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 tightly in

knew the person who sent this was not the same mysterious

who could it

Suddenly, she smirked.

the outside world, that old coot was

Did he want to see if she had lost

out her phone and opened Twitter,

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

Hawthorn family, she had gradually become a public figure, and her Twitter followers

from the same

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

bucks,

had faked his death, leaving

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

they miss out on helping Vivienne

nine tweeted, echoing

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

fans asked who owed her, only Leopold replied seriously, "The

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

tweet sent their followers into a

What was going on?

dodging

nowadays would

Vivienne's followers began to retweet and tag Finnian, urging

tweet, the

Leopold, you've got

[Nice one, Leopold! I support you. Keep it

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 up?] Jerry:

but he's spot-on this time. We stand with

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