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.

back, he heard

relieved. If Vivienne was up, the eight still

like that won't fool me. Did

was too fast.

Vivienne said with a vengeful tone before slipping her arm through

I can't sleep. Mr. Wolf, let's have a

as she looked at him. Holding out a glass, she stretched out her leg and

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

shattered, and Vivienne found herself

no hint of flirtation,

the hell

her eyes quickly lost their

realized the truth when he lifted the

It was a robot!

astounded. 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 scroll fell that read, [Congratulations, you've passed the second trial.

this another

test of his resistance

desired. If he felt nothing for Vivienne, that

faux Vivienne to her bedroom, where the real Vivienne was still

sedative was indeed strong; even

seemed his immunity was part

leaning against the robot double, and

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

eye and steady nerves. Looks like he knew from the start that the Vivienne replica was

time to think about the third

a silent smile,

"Aren't you worried about

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