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 in her

person who sent this was not

could

Suddenly, she smirked.

the outside world, that old coot was

to see if she had lost

lips curled slightly as she pulled out her phone and opened Twitter, posting one

but Matthew had insisted it was the rage

had not used it since signing up,

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

nine 'brothers' from the same master were the first to

person in the world who

bucks, unpaid for

had faked his death, leaving them

with Vivienne's public call for payment, it

out on helping Vivienne collect

echoing Vivienne's

of the nine, were baffled, wondering who owed

only Leopold

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

sent their

What was going on?

dodging a thousand-dollar

nowadays would cover

to retweet and tag Finnian, urging

tweet, the other disciples were

Leopold, you've

[Nice one, Leopold! I support

mourn for

man's

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

he's spot-on this time. We stand with

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