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 loud noise behind him.

was up, the eight still

little trick like that

was too fast. I

make him cough up 800 billion!" Vivienne said with a vengeful tone before

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

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

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

and shattered, and Vivienne found herself pinned

no hint of

who the hell

quickly lost their luster, like

only realized the truth when he lifted the

It was a robot!

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

another

test of his resistance to

whom he naturally desired. If he felt nothing

the faux Vivienne to her bedroom,

strong; even Vivienne had succumbed

was part

settled himself in Vivienne's room, leaning against the robot double,

on a sun lounger

a good eye and steady nerves. Looks like he knew from the start that the Vivienne replica was not

was time to think about the third

a silent smile, seemingly privy to the

bionic robot in a nearby room. "Aren't you worried about sending this out? What if the

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