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

person who sent this was not the same mysterious texter

could

Suddenly, she smirked.

had his fill of the outside world, that old coot

was it? Did he want to

out her phone and opened Twitter,

had insisted it was the rage

it since signing up, just letting it sit

returning to the Hawthorn family, she had gradually become a public figure, and her Twitter followers had grown. She

her nine 'brothers' from the same master were the first to get the

clueless, they knew there was only one person in the world who could owe Vivienne

thousand bucks,

he had faked his death, leaving them

it was clear the old man was grandstanding

miss out on helping Vivienne

nine tweeted, echoing Vivienne's

were baffled, wondering

only Leopold replied

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

sent their

What was going on?

master dodging a

nowadays

and Vivienne's followers began to retweet and tag

tweet, the

smokes! Leopold, you've got guts! Aren't you afraid the master will

Leopold! I support

for you

A man's gotta have backbone!

you, I'd be tweeting right now, hounding the old man to pay! Isn't Vivienne's happiness worth more than your little troubles? Besides, who knows where that old guy

this time. We stand with Vivienne

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