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

awake," Percival exclaimed, relieved. If Vivienne was up, the eight still out

like that won't fool me. Did

too fast. I couldn't keep

Vivienne said with a vengeful tone before slipping her arm through Percival's. "Mr. Wolf, let's head back." Percival gave Vivienne a once-over.

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

cabinet and 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 in the dim light, enticing beyond words. "Mr. Wolf, do you want me to sit

his sleeves with a decisive motion. "Or maybe, drink lying down?"

and shattered, and Vivienne found herself pinned under

of

who the hell are

eyes quickly lost their

the truth when

It was a robot!

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 is your reward.] Holding the scroll in his hand, Percival was momentarily

another of

it a test of

he felt nothing for Vivienne, that would be

to her bedroom, where the real Vivienne

strong; even Vivienne had succumbed to

his immunity was part of this

leaning against

on a sun lounger while a man

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

to think about the

silent smile,

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

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