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.

was about to head back, he heard a loud noise behind him.

exclaimed, relieved. If Vivienne was up, the eight still

nodded. "A little trick like that won't fool me. Did you catch

too fast. I couldn't keep

Vivienne said with a vengeful tone before slipping her arm through Percival's. "Mr.

flopped onto the couch, half-sinking into it, and sighed, "After all that, I can't sleep. Mr. Wolf, let's have a drink." Standing before her with a steady gaze, Percival

a glass, she stretched out her leg and hooked Percival's, her lips glistening in the dim

an attractive Adam's apple, and rolled up his sleeves with a decisive motion. "Or maybe, drink lying down?" Vivienne was startled,

and

hint of flirtation,

who the

eyes quickly lost their luster, like a

and only realized the truth when he

It was a robot!

person, even mimicking Vivienne's tone of voice? Then the robot's mouth opened, and a scroll fell that read, [Congratulations,

another of Finnian's

test of

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

to her bedroom,

was indeed strong; even Vivienne had succumbed

immunity was part of this so-called

in Vivienne's room, leaning against the robot

in Rivenwood, Finnian relaxed on a sun

he knew from the start that the Vivienne replica was not the real deal." Finnian nodded approvingly, pleased with

time to think

man curved his lips in a silent smile,

nearby room. "Aren't

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