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.]

gaze dropped; she clenched the paper tightly in her

who sent this was not

who could it

Suddenly, she smirked.

world,

Did he want to see if she had lost her

she pulled out her phone and

had insisted it was the rage and

since signing up, just

family, she had gradually become a public figure,

her nine 'brothers' from the same master were the first

was only one person in the world who

thousand bucks, unpaid for

had faked his death, leaving them grieving

call for payment, it

how could they miss out on helping Vivienne collect her

echoing Vivienne's message,

the nine, were baffled, wondering who

her, only Leopold replied seriously, "The debtor is our

and tagged him in a post, [Master,

sent their

What was going on?

Vivienne's master dodging a

nowadays

to retweet and tag Finnian, urging

the other

smokes! Leopold, you've got guts! Aren't

one, Leopold! I support

mourn for

man's gotta have backbone!

you all, scaredy-cats! Did Vivienne treat you right for 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

spot-on this time. We stand with Vivienne and must stand up for

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