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

was not the same mysterious texter from

could

Suddenly, she smirked.

of the outside world, that old coot was

was it? Did he want to see if she

her phone

Matthew had insisted it was the rage and

not used it since signing up,

gradually become a public figure, and her Twitter

posting, her nine 'brothers' from the same master were

person in the world who could owe

thousand bucks, unpaid for

faked his death,

for payment, it was

miss out on helping Vivienne collect

tweeted, echoing Vivienne's message, [Pay

the nine, were baffled, wondering who owed her money

asked who owed her, only Leopold replied

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

their followers into a

What was going on?

Vivienne's master dodging a thousand-dollar

nowadays would

retweet and tag Finnian,

tweet, the other disciples

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

I

[I'll mourn for you in

[What's there to fear? A man's gotta have backbone! Just

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

used to be unreliable, but he's spot-on this time. We

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