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.

to head back, he heard a loud noise

up, the eight still out cold would get an earful, not

like that won't fool

was too fast.

said with a vengeful tone before slipping

I can't sleep. Mr. Wolf, let's have a drink." Standing before her with a

at him. Holding out a glass, she stretched out her leg and hooked Percival's, her lips glistening in the dim light,

Adam's apple, and rolled up his sleeves with a decisive motion. "Or maybe, drink lying down?" Vivienne was startled,

shattered, and Vivienne found herself

of flirtation, only

the hell

lost their luster, like a light suddenly snuffed

realized the truth when he lifted the person beneath

It was a robot!

opened, and a scroll fell that read, [Congratulations, you've passed the second trial. This is your reward.] Holding the scroll

this another of

test of his resistance

desired. If he felt nothing for Vivienne, that would

the faux Vivienne to her bedroom, where the

even Vivienne

seemed his immunity was part of this

settled himself in Vivienne's room, leaning against the robot

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

knew from the start that the Vivienne replica was not the real deal." Finnian nodded approvingly, pleased with Percival's performance

was time to think

a silent smile, seemingly privy to the previous

room. "Aren't you worried about sending this out?

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