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.]

she clenched the paper tightly in

this was

could it

Suddenly, she smirked.

of the outside world, that old coot was now seeking

to see if

she pulled out her phone and opened Twitter, posting one

for Twitter, but Matthew had insisted it was the rage and would not stop

since signing up,

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

her nine 'brothers' from the same master were the

one person in the world who

bucks, unpaid

his death, leaving them grieving

public call for payment, it

how could they miss out

tweeted, echoing Vivienne's message, [Pay

as those of the nine, were baffled, wondering who owed her money to

asked who owed her, only Leopold replied seriously, "The debtor is our

even created a new account for Finnian and tagged him in a post, [Master, a grand isn't a fortune. Time to settle

their followers into

What was going on?

dodging a thousand-dollar

job nowadays

retweet and tag Finnian, urging him to

the other disciples

first to message the group, [Holy smokes! Leopold, you've got guts! Aren't you afraid the master will come for

Leopold! I support

[I'll mourn for

to fear? A man's gotta have backbone! Just do

her get it back? If I were you, I'd be tweeting right now, hounding the old man

but he's spot-on this time. We stand with Vivienne and must stand

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