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.

heard a loud noise

relieved. If Vivienne was up, the eight still out cold

trick like that won't fool

Finnian was too fast. I couldn't keep

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

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

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

with a decisive motion. "Or maybe, drink lying down?" Vivienne was startled, but in

and shattered, and

no hint of

who the hell are

their luster, like a light suddenly

only realized the truth when he lifted

It was a robot!

indistinguishable from a real person, even mimicking Vivienne's tone of voice? Then the robot's mouth opened, and a

another of

test of

he naturally desired. If he felt nothing for Vivienne,

her bedroom, where the real Vivienne was still

sedative was indeed strong; even Vivienne had succumbed to

immunity was part of this

himself in Vivienne's room, leaning against

Rivenwood, Finnian relaxed on a sun lounger

like he knew from the start that the

to think about the

man curved his lips in a silent smile, seemingly privy to the previous night's

nearby room. "Aren't

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