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 tightly in her

person who sent this was not

could it

Suddenly, she smirked.

outside world,

to

pulled out her phone and opened Twitter, posting one simple tweet, [Pay

insisted it was the rage and would not stop nagging until

it since signing up, just letting

become a public figure, and her

nine 'brothers' from the same master

they knew there was only one person in the world who

thousand bucks, unpaid

his death, leaving them grieving for

for payment, it was clear

could they miss out on helping Vivienne collect

echoing Vivienne's message,

nine, were

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

for Finnian and tagged him in a post, [Master,

tweet sent their followers into

What was going on?

Vivienne's master dodging a thousand-dollar

nowadays would

followers began to retweet

the

message the group, [Holy smokes! Leopold, you've got guts! Aren't you

I support

[I'll mourn for you in

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

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

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

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