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.]

the paper tightly

knew the person who sent this was not the same mysterious texter

could it

Suddenly, she smirked.

the outside world, that old coot was now seeking

to see if she had

pulled out her phone and opened Twitter, posting one

insisted it was the rage and would not stop nagging until she

had not used it since signing up,

a public figure, and her Twitter followers

'brothers' from the same master were the

there was only one person in the world who could owe Vivienne

thousand bucks, unpaid

his death, leaving them

call for payment, it was

out on helping

echoing Vivienne's

were baffled, wondering who owed her money to warrant such

only Leopold replied seriously, "The debtor is our

a new account for Finnian and tagged him in a post, [Master, a grand

tweet sent their followers

What was going on?

dodging

nowadays would cover

Vivienne's followers began to retweet

Leopold's tweet, the

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

one, Leopold! I support

mourn for you in

to fear? A man's

[Look at 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

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

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