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.]

dropped; she clenched the paper

person who sent this was not the same

who could it

Suddenly, she smirked.

fill of the outside world, that old

was it? Did he want to see if she had

pulled out her phone and opened Twitter,

for Twitter, but Matthew had insisted it was the rage and would not

since signing up,

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

the same master were the

only one person in the world who

bucks, unpaid

his death, leaving them grieving for

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

could they miss out on

nine tweeted, echoing Vivienne's

were

asked who owed her, only Leopold replied

him in a

their followers

What was going on?

master dodging a thousand-dollar

job nowadays would

retweet and tag Finnian, urging him

tweet, the other

was the first to message the group, [Holy smokes! Leopold, you've got guts! Aren't you afraid the master

I

mourn for

fear? A man's gotta have backbone!

at 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 your little troubles? Besides, who knows

be unreliable, but he's spot-on this time. We stand with

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