The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 556

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.

he heard a loud

was up, the eight still out cold would get an earful, not

little trick like that

Finnian was too fast. I couldn't keep

on him, I'll make him cough up 800 billion!" Vivienne said with

all that, I can't sleep. Mr. Wolf, let's have a drink." Standing before

picked Percival's 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 glistening

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, Percival had flicked her leg aside, and his elbow came down hard on her

and Vivienne

of

the hell

and her eyes quickly lost their luster, like a light suddenly snuffed

the truth when

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

this another of Finnian's

of his resistance to

he felt

Vivienne to her bedroom, where the real Vivienne

strong; even Vivienne had succumbed

his immunity was part

himself in Vivienne's room, leaning against

on a sun lounger while a man applied ointment to

like he knew from the start that the Vivienne replica

it was time to think

lips in a silent smile, seemingly privy to the

in a nearby room. "Aren't

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