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 paper tightly

the person who sent this was not the same

who could

Suddenly, she smirked.

outside world, that old

was it? Did he want to see if

pulled out her phone and

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

had not used it since signing up, just

Hawthorn family, she had gradually become a public figure, and her Twitter followers had grown. She had

same master were the first to get

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

bucks, unpaid

faked his death, leaving

it

could they miss out on helping Vivienne

all nine tweeted, echoing

followers, as well as those of the nine, were

Leopold replied seriously, "The debtor is

even created a new account for Finnian and tagged him in

their

What was going on?

dodging a

job nowadays would

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

tweet, the

Leopold, you've got guts!

[Nice one, Leopold! I support you. Keep

mourn for

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

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

spot-on this time. We stand

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