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

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

who could it

Suddenly, she smirked.

outside world, that old

to

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

had resisted signing up for Twitter, but Matthew had insisted it was the rage and

used it since signing up,

returning to the Hawthorn family, she had gradually become a public figure, and her Twitter followers had grown. She had about a million

from the same master were

knew there was only one person in the world who

thousand bucks, unpaid for

since he had faked his death, leaving

it was clear the old man was

they miss out on helping Vivienne collect her

all nine tweeted, echoing Vivienne's message,

nine, were baffled, wondering who owed her money

who owed her, only Leopold replied seriously, "The

and tagged him in a post, [Master, a grand isn't

sent their followers into

What was going on?

dodging

nowadays

Vivienne's followers began to retweet

Leopold's tweet, the

[Holy smokes! Leopold, you've got guts!

Leopold! I support you. Keep it

[I'll mourn for you in

to fear? A man's gotta

right now,

[Leopold used to be unreliable, but he's spot-on this time. We stand with Vivienne and must stand up

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