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

sent this was not the same mysterious

who could it

Suddenly, she smirked.

had his fill of the outside world, that old coot was now

it? Did he want to see if she had

her phone and opened Twitter, posting one simple tweet,

but Matthew had insisted it was the

since signing up, just letting it

become a public figure, and her Twitter followers had

posting, her nine 'brothers' from the same master

one person in the world who could owe Vivienne

bucks, unpaid for

he had faked his death, leaving them grieving

with Vivienne's public call for payment, it was clear the old man was grandstanding

how could they miss out on

tweeted, echoing

were

owed her, only Leopold replied

Finnian and tagged him in a post,

their followers into a

What was going on?

master dodging

nowadays would cover

Vivienne's followers began to retweet and

the other

smokes! Leopold, you've got guts! Aren't you afraid the master

Leopold! I support you. Keep

mourn for you

to fear? A man's gotta

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 where that old guy is

but he's spot-on this time. We stand with Vivienne

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