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

knew the person who sent this was not the same

could

Suddenly, she smirked.

of the outside world,

was it? Did he want to see

pulled out her phone and opened

had insisted it was the

not used it since signing

a public figure, and her Twitter

same master were the first to

only one person in the world who could

bucks,

his death, leaving them grieving for

public call for payment, it was clear

miss out on helping Vivienne collect her

nine tweeted, echoing Vivienne's

were baffled, wondering who owed her money

her, only Leopold replied seriously, "The

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

their

What was going on?

Vivienne's master dodging a

job nowadays would cover

and Vivienne's followers began to retweet

the other disciples were

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

I support

[I'll mourn for you

man's gotta

right for nothing? It's her hard-earned money the 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

time. We stand with Vivienne and

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