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

sent this was not the

could it

Suddenly, she smirked.

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

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

her phone

but Matthew had insisted it was the rage and would not

it since signing up, just letting it

had gradually become a public figure, and

posting, her nine 'brothers' from the same master

only one person in the world

bucks, unpaid for

had faked his death, leaving

for payment, it was clear

out on helping Vivienne collect her

tweeted, echoing Vivienne's message, [Pay

those of the nine, were baffled, wondering

only Leopold replied seriously, "The debtor is

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

their followers

What was going on?

dodging a

nowadays would

to retweet and

the

was the first to message the group, [Holy smokes! Leopold, you've got

[Nice one, Leopold! I support you. Keep it

mourn for you

A man's gotta have backbone! Just do

right now, hounding the old

unreliable, but he's spot-on this time. We stand with Vivienne

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