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.

heard

you're awake," Percival exclaimed, relieved. If Vivienne was up, the eight

trick like that won't fool me. Did

Finnian was too fast. I couldn't

him cough up 800 billion!" Vivienne said with a vengeful tone before slipping her arm through Percival's. "Mr. Wolf, let's

into it, and sighed, "After all that, I can't sleep. Mr. Wolf, let's have a

at him. Holding out a glass, she stretched out her leg and hooked Percival's,

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

and shattered, and Vivienne found

hint of

the

eyes quickly lost their

aback and only realized the

It was a robot!

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.]

another of Finnian's

it a test of

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

faux Vivienne to her bedroom,

strong; even Vivienne had succumbed to

his immunity was part

leaning against the robot

on a sun lounger while a man applied

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

it was time to think about the third

man curved his lips in a silent

at the unfinished bionic robot in a nearby room. "Aren't

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