Percival casually snapped off a twig and flicked away the power line in his path. Thankfully, he was in the garden; otherwise, he would have had to endure a jolt of electricity. But Finnian's test was not something to be taken lightly.

No sooner had Percival tossed aside the twig than a snake, tongue flickering, shot towards him along the branch.

That did it. Percival was livid. He grabbed the snake by its body and slammed it to the ground.

But as he did, something felt off.

Why was this snake so light?

Frowning, he glanced back at the pit he had passed and the discarded power line.

He decided to shut his eyes, ignoring anything else he might touch or sense.

Thirty seconds later, Percival reached the garden fence. With a firm kick, the fence collapsed. Only then did he open his eyes and turn to see that there was neither pit nor snake-just projections from a high- tech projector!

Finnian possessed the same kind of cutting-edge projector that Karen had been researching!

Percival's gaze sharpened, and some thoughts in his mind were now confirmed beyond doubt.

The only problem was the lack of evidence.

Stepping over the fallen fence, he approached the villa's main gate.

With the delay, Finnian was long gone.

Percival exhaled a sigh of resignation. When Vivienne woke up, she was going to be furious.

He would have to think of a way to sweet-talk her.

was about to head back, he heard a

Percival exclaimed, relieved. If Vivienne was up, the eight

trick like that won't fool me.

Finnian was too fast. I couldn't keep

with a vengeful tone before slipping her arm through

it, and sighed, "After all that, I can't sleep. Mr. Wolf, let's have a drink." Standing before her with

poured two glasses, her eyes shimmering as she looked at him. Holding out a glass, she stretched out her leg and hooked Percival's, her lips glistening

loosened his tie, revealing an attractive Adam's apple, and rolled up his sleeves with a decisive motion. "Or maybe, drink lying down?" Vivienne was startled, but in the next instant, Percival had flicked her leg aside, and his elbow

fell and shattered, and Vivienne found herself pinned under

of flirtation, only threat

the

her eyes quickly lost their

aback and only realized the truth

It was a robot!

indistinguishable from a real person, even mimicking Vivienne's tone of voice? Then the robot's mouth opened, and a scroll

this another of

it a test of his

If he felt nothing

bedroom, where the real Vivienne was still

even Vivienne had

his immunity was part of this so-called

leaning against

at a mansion somewhere in Rivenwood, Finnian relaxed on a sun lounger while a

eye and steady nerves. Looks like he knew from the start that the Vivienne replica was not

time to

silent smile, seemingly privy to

a nearby room. "Aren't you worried

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