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 her

knew the person who sent this was not the same mysterious texter from

who could

Suddenly, she smirked.

the outside world, that old coot was

to see if she had lost her

pulled out her phone and opened Twitter, posting

for Twitter, but Matthew had insisted it was

used it since signing up, just letting

Hawthorn family, she had gradually become a public figure, and her Twitter followers

nine 'brothers' from the same master

knew there was only one person in the

bucks, unpaid

since he had faked his

Vivienne's public call for payment, it was

could they miss out on helping Vivienne

all nine tweeted, echoing Vivienne's message,

were baffled, wondering who owed her money to warrant such

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

and tagged him in a post, [Master, a grand

sent their followers

What was going on?

Vivienne's master dodging a

nowadays would cover

to retweet

tweet, the other disciples were

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

Leopold! I support you. Keep

for you

man's gotta have backbone! Just

be tweeting right now, hounding the old man to pay! Isn't Vivienne's happiness worth more

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

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