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.]

gaze dropped; she clenched the paper tightly in her

this was not the same mysterious texter

who could it

Suddenly, she smirked.

the outside world, that old

was it? Did he want to see if she had lost her

pulled out her phone and opened Twitter,

had insisted it was the rage and would not stop nagging until she

signing up, just letting it

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

her nine 'brothers' from the same master were

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

thousand bucks,

faked his death, leaving them grieving

public call for payment, it was clear the old man was grandstanding

could they miss out on helping Vivienne collect her

tweeted, echoing Vivienne's message, [Pay

of the nine, were baffled, wondering who owed her money to warrant such

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

a new account for Finnian and tagged him in a post,

sent their followers

What was going on?

master dodging a

job nowadays would cover

and Vivienne's followers began to retweet

tweet, the other disciples were

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

Leopold! I

mourn for

fear? A man's

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, 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

this time. We stand with Vivienne and

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