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

person who sent this was not the same mysterious

could it

Suddenly, she smirked.

world, that old coot was now seeking

was it? Did he want to see if she had

out her phone and opened Twitter, posting

had insisted it was the rage and would not

had not used it since signing up, just letting

become a public figure,

nine 'brothers' from the same master were

person in the world who could owe Vivienne money: their

bucks, unpaid for

since he had faked his death, leaving them

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

they miss out on helping Vivienne collect her

echoing Vivienne's

of the nine, were baffled, wondering

only Leopold replied seriously,

tagged him in a post, [Master, a grand isn't a fortune. Time to

sent their followers into a

What was going on?

dodging a

nowadays would cover

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

Leopold's tweet, the

message the group, [Holy smokes! Leopold, you've got guts! Aren't you

[Nice one, Leopold! I

mourn for you

man's gotta have backbone! Just do

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

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

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