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.]

dropped; she clenched the paper tightly in

person who sent this was not the

could

Suddenly, she smirked.

of the outside world, that

it? Did he want to

phone and opened Twitter,

for Twitter, but Matthew had insisted it was the rage and would

since signing

returning to the Hawthorn family, she had gradually become a public figure, and her

her nine 'brothers' from the same master were

person in the world who could

bucks, unpaid

since he had faked his death, leaving

payment, it was

how could they miss out on helping

echoing

well as those of the nine, were baffled, wondering who

only Leopold replied seriously,

and tagged him in a post,

tweet sent their followers into a

What was going on?

dodging a

nowadays

retweet and

the

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

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

mourn for you in

[What's there to fear? A man's gotta have backbone! Just do

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?

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

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