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

who sent this was not the same mysterious texter

could it

Suddenly, she smirked.

fill of the outside world, that old coot was now

was it? Did he want to

she pulled out her phone and opened Twitter, posting

Matthew had insisted it was the rage and would

used it since signing up,

public figure, and her Twitter followers had

the same master were the

there was only one person in

bucks, unpaid for

faked his death, leaving

payment, it was clear the old man was grandstanding

miss out on

all nine tweeted, echoing Vivienne's message, [Pay

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

asked who owed her, only Leopold replied seriously, "The debtor is our

even created a new account for Finnian and tagged him in a post, [Master, a grand isn't a

tweet sent their followers into a

What was going on?

Vivienne's master dodging

nowadays would

retweet and tag

tweet, the

Leopold, you've got guts! Aren't you afraid the master will come for

[Nice one, Leopold! I

for you in

to fear? A man's gotta have

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

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

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