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

this was not the same mysterious texter from

could it

Suddenly, she smirked.

of the outside world, that old coot was

it? Did he want to see

her phone and opened Twitter, posting one simple tweet,

for Twitter, but Matthew had insisted it was the

since signing up,

a public figure, and her Twitter followers

from the same master were the first to

clueless, they knew there was only one person in the world who

thousand bucks, unpaid

his death,

with Vivienne's public call for payment, it

could they miss out on helping Vivienne collect

echoing Vivienne's message, [Pay

as those of the nine, were baffled, wondering

asked who owed her, only Leopold replied seriously,

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

sent their followers

What was going on?

dodging

job nowadays would cover

began to retweet and tag

Leopold's tweet, the other disciples were

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

one, Leopold! I support you. Keep

mourn for you

there to fear? A man's

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 enjoying his life? If we don't push, when will he show up?]

this time. We stand with Vivienne and must

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