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

Vivienne was up, the eight still out cold would get an

like that won't fool me. Did you catch

too fast. I couldn't keep

up 800 billion!" Vivienne said with

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

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

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

and Vivienne found

hint of flirtation, only threat

the hell

their luster, like

only realized the

It was a robot!

tone of voice? Then the robot's mouth opened, and a scroll

another of Finnian's

of his resistance to

he felt nothing for Vivienne, that would

bedroom, where the real

indeed strong; even Vivienne had succumbed to

immunity was

room, leaning against the robot double, and

on a

Looks like he knew from the start that the Vivienne replica was not the real deal." Finnian nodded approvingly, pleased with Percival's performance in the

to think about

man curved his lips in a silent smile, seemingly privy to

in a nearby room. "Aren't

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