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?

“When’s Thomas coming back? I’m

I want to lie in bed

by

was not ordinary. It was painful

on Percival’s shoulder, she asked,

at school,” Percival said, wrapping his arm around Vivienne’s

Leopold

Hogging the road!” Leopold cursed,

limited edition car

never expecting anyone to dare

out the window. “Don’t you see

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

“Vivienne.”

“Yes?”

replied solemnly, but a trace of amusement flickered in her eyes. She

Mansion, Richard and Cecilia were

the wedding date was not set, it was

perfect; it will look stunning on Vivienne,”

I think these are prettier and

had picked

in with Vivienne, confronted by a sofa covered in dress designs, and paused. “Mom, are you and

a look and smacked

was at a

him

for another wedding. These are for Vivienne.

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

temples. He had wanted to greet Richard, but his grandfather had already made a

Fine!

he was

Vivienne must be.

said, “Grandpa, my father deeply regrets what happened at yesterday’s birthday banquet. He sent me to offer his

need for such formality. It wasn’t your fault; it was Jeffrey’s

apologetically at

she disliked the spotlight, but yesterday’s incident with the other family branch had forced her to reveal her

Richard. His support for her

characters, the birthday

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