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.]

she clenched the

person who sent this was not

could it

Suddenly, she smirked.

his fill of the outside world, that old coot was now

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

her phone and opened Twitter,

it was the rage and would not stop nagging until she gave

not used it since signing up, just letting

figure, and

her nine 'brothers' from the same

others were clueless, they knew there was only one person in the world who could owe Vivienne money: their

bucks, unpaid for

since he had faked his death, leaving them

for payment, it

could they miss out on helping Vivienne collect her

tweeted, echoing Vivienne's

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

her, only Leopold replied seriously, "The debtor

him in a post, [Master, a grand isn't a fortune. Time to settle

their followers into

What was going on?

master dodging

nowadays would cover

began to retweet and tag Finnian, urging him

tweet, the other disciples

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

I

mourn for

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

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

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

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