Downstairs, Vivienne slid into the car and pulled out her phone.

Another text message blinked on the screen.

[Transport, Astrid, someone else pitched in.]

Percival frowned slightly, “The mysterious informant again?”

Vivienne massaged her temples, her eyes reflecting a hint of frustration, “Yeah, still no trace. Whenever I try to enter their domain, my system crashes completely!”

The mysterious person’s IP address changed with every message, and tracking them down led to system failures or outright computer crashes.

The hacking skills were so advanced that even she was at a loss.

Vivienne had been trying to track the informant with no success.

To this day, she still could not determine whether this person was an ally or a smokescreen deployed by GTO.

Percival glanced at the message, “Their wording is vague. Can you make anything out of it?”

Vivienne shook her head, “I can’t make heads or tails of it.”

The last two made some sense, but transport?

Was GTO planning to smuggle something out?

Their research was not complete yet, so what was it?

She did not have a solid theory yet and decided to pass the message on to the Nine Mystics Society for Draven to investigate.

“Vivienne, where to now?” Leopold asked.

Vivienne pocketed her phone. “We’re heading to the Ellington Mansion.”

“To the Ellingtons? For what? Percival, didn’t you just leave? What’s this, homesickness?” Leopold asked, puzzled.

Vivienne slapped the back of Leopold’s head.

When would he learn?

coming back? I’m going to go nuts with

retorted, “No! I want to lie in bed

being smacked by Vivienne,

not ordinary. It was painful

on Percival’s shoulder, she asked,

and granddad. Isolde’s at school,” Percival said, wrapping his arm around Vivienne’s shoulder and

brake from Leopold nearly sent them

the road!”

limited edition car that usually commanded

freely, never expecting anyone to dare get

“Don’t

paused, a shadow crossing his face. He stared at the

“Vivienne.”

“Yes?”

trace of amusement flickered in her eyes. She

were busy selecting a wedding dress for

the wedding date was not set,

will look stunning on Vivienne,” Richard

disagreed, gesturing to several other dresses. “Dad, I think these are prettier and suit

they had picked out a

by a sofa covered in dress

and smacked his forehead.

a loss

everyone around him

irritably, “I’m too old for another wedding. These are for

tell me? I’ve prepared some treats for you. Hungry for anything in particular?

Richard, but his grandfather had already made a beeline for

Fine!

certain he was

Vivienne must be.

exchanging pleasantries with Richard and Cecilia, Vivienne said, “Grandpa, my father deeply regrets what happened

for such formality. It wasn’t your fault; it was Jeffrey’s lack of sense. He should be the one apologizing to

looked apologetically at

incident with the other family branch had forced her to reveal

support for her was

some unsavory characters, the birthday celebration had

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