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 tightly

sent this was not

who could

Suddenly, she smirked.

fill of the outside world, that

want to see if she had lost

slightly as she pulled out her phone and opened Twitter, posting one simple tweet,

up for Twitter, but Matthew had insisted it was the

had not used it since signing up, just letting

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

posting, her nine 'brothers' from the same master were the first to get

others were clueless, they knew there was only one person in the world who could owe Vivienne

thousand bucks, unpaid

had faked his death, leaving them

Vivienne's public call for payment, it was clear

how could they miss out on helping

nine tweeted, echoing Vivienne's message, [Pay

nine, were baffled, wondering who owed her money

Leopold

in a post,

tweet sent their followers into a

What was going on?

dodging

job nowadays would

to retweet and tag Finnian, urging

tweet, the other disciples

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

Leopold! I support

[I'll mourn for

man's gotta

replied, [Look 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,

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

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