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 a loud noise behind him. It

the

that won't fool me.

too fast. I

billion!" Vivienne said with a vengeful tone before slipping her arm through Percival's. "Mr. Wolf, let's head back." Percival

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

favorite whiskey from the 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

drink lying down?" Vivienne was startled, but in the next instant, Percival had flicked her leg aside, and his elbow

and

of flirtation, only threat

who the

quickly lost their

realized the

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 scroll fell that read, [Congratulations, you've passed the second trial. This is your reward.] Holding the scroll in his hand, Percival was

this another of Finnian's

it a test of his resistance to

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

to her bedroom, where

strong; even Vivienne had succumbed to

immunity was

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

Rivenwood, Finnian relaxed on a sun lounger while

the Vivienne replica was not the real deal." Finnian nodded approvingly, pleased with Percival's performance in the

it was time to

curved his lips in a silent smile, seemingly privy

bionic robot in a nearby room. "Aren't you

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