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.]

dropped; she clenched the paper tightly in her

was not the same mysterious texter

who could it

Suddenly, she smirked.

fill of the outside world, that old coot

he want to see if she

as she pulled out her phone and opened Twitter, posting one

but Matthew had insisted it was the

used it since signing

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

nine 'brothers' from the same

one person in

thousand bucks,

since he had faked his death, leaving them grieving for

payment, it was clear the old

miss out on helping Vivienne collect her

echoing Vivienne's

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

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

account for Finnian and tagged him in a post, [Master,

sent their followers into a

What was going on?

Vivienne's master dodging a thousand-dollar

nowadays would cover

and Vivienne's followers began to retweet and tag

the other

was the first to message the group, [Holy smokes! Leopold, you've got guts! Aren't you afraid

I support you. Keep

[I'll mourn for

to fear? A man's gotta have

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

spot-on this time. We stand with

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