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.

head back, he heard a loud

up, the

nodded. "A little trick like that won't fool me. Did you catch

was too fast.

with a vengeful tone before slipping her arm through Percival's. "Mr. Wolf,

flopped onto the couch, half-sinking into it, and sighed, "After all that, I can't sleep. Mr. Wolf, let's have a

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 in the dim

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,

shattered, and Vivienne found herself pinned

was no hint of flirtation, only threat and

the hell

lost their luster, like a

was taken aback and only realized the truth when he lifted the person beneath

It was a robot!

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

this another

it a test of his resistance

whom he naturally desired. If he felt nothing for Vivienne, that would

her bedroom, where the real Vivienne was still sound

strong; even

immunity was part

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

relaxed on a sun lounger while

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

the unfinished bionic robot in a nearby room. "Aren't you worried about sending

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