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.]

the paper tightly in her

who sent this was not the same mysterious

who could

Suddenly, she smirked.

of the outside world, that old coot was

it? Did he want to see if she had

lips curled slightly as she pulled out her phone and opened Twitter, posting one simple tweet, [Pay

insisted it was the rage and would not

since signing up, just

figure, and her Twitter followers had grown. She

the same master were the

they knew there was only one person in the world who could owe

thousand bucks, unpaid for

faked his

with Vivienne's public call for payment, it was

they miss out on helping Vivienne collect her

tweeted, echoing Vivienne's message,

nine, were baffled, wondering who owed

her, only Leopold

new account for Finnian and tagged him in a

tweet sent their followers

What was going on?

Vivienne's master dodging a

job nowadays would cover

retweet and tag Finnian, urging

tweet, the other

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

I support you. Keep it

for you in

[What's there to fear? A man's gotta have backbone! Just

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

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

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