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 paper

was not the same mysterious texter

could

Suddenly, she smirked.

world, that old coot

was it? Did he want to see if she had lost her

phone and

Matthew had insisted it was

not used it since signing

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

same master were the first to

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

bucks, unpaid for

had faked his death, leaving them grieving

for payment, it was clear the

out

echoing Vivienne's message,

were baffled, wondering who owed her

her, only Leopold replied seriously,

tagged him in

their

What was going on?

Vivienne's master dodging

nowadays would cover

followers began to retweet and tag Finnian, urging him

the other

[Holy smokes! Leopold, you've

I support

mourn for you

man's gotta have backbone!

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? Besides, who knows where that old guy is enjoying his life? If we

but he's spot-on this time. We

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