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.]

clenched the

this was not the same mysterious texter

who could

Suddenly, she smirked.

his fill of the outside world, that old

Did he want to

phone and opened Twitter, posting one simple tweet,

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

since signing up, just letting

figure, and her Twitter

'brothers' from the same master

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

bucks, unpaid

since he had faked his death, leaving

it was clear the

miss out on helping Vivienne collect

nine tweeted, echoing Vivienne's message,

were baffled, wondering who owed her money to warrant such

only Leopold replied seriously, "The

and tagged him in a post, [Master, a grand

their followers into a

What was going on?

dodging a

nowadays would

followers began to retweet and tag Finnian, urging him to

Leopold's tweet, the

you've got guts! Aren't you afraid the master

one, Leopold! I support you. Keep

[I'll mourn for

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

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

time. We

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