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 paper tightly

sent this was not

who could

Suddenly, she smirked.

his fill of the outside world, that

Did he want to

phone and opened

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

not used it since signing up, just

the Hawthorn family, she had gradually become a public figure,

the same master were the first

only one person in the world who could owe Vivienne money: their

thousand bucks,

he had faked his death, leaving

call for payment, it

miss out on helping Vivienne collect

nine tweeted, echoing Vivienne's message,

as well as those of the nine, were baffled, wondering

her, only Leopold replied seriously, "The debtor is our

created a new account for Finnian and tagged him in a post, [Master, a grand isn't a

their

What was going on?

master dodging a thousand-dollar

job nowadays would cover

retweet and tag Finnian, urging

tweet, the other disciples were

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

Leopold! I support you.

mourn for you in

A man's gotta have backbone!

back? If I were you, I'd be tweeting right now, hounding

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

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