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.]

she clenched the paper tightly in her

who sent this was not the same mysterious texter from

who could it

Suddenly, she smirked.

of the outside world, that old coot was now seeking

to

lips curled slightly as she pulled out her phone

resisted signing up for Twitter, but Matthew had insisted it was the rage and

used it since signing up, just

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

nine 'brothers' from the same master were

person in the world who

bucks, unpaid for

since he had faked his death,

Vivienne's public call for payment, it was clear the old man was

they miss out on helping Vivienne

tweeted, echoing Vivienne's message, [Pay

nine, were baffled, wondering who owed her money to

who owed her, only Leopold

Finnian and tagged him in a post, [Master,

their followers

What was going on?

Vivienne's master dodging a

job nowadays would

retweet

the other

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

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

[I'll mourn for you

to fear? A man's gotta have

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 worth more than your

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

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