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. It was

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

that won't fool me. Did you

too fast.

my hands on him, I'll make him cough up 800 billion!" Vivienne said with a vengeful tone before slipping her arm through Percival's. "Mr.

half-sinking into it, and sighed, "After all that, I can't sleep. Mr. Wolf, let's

she looked at him. Holding out a glass, she stretched out her

down?" Vivienne was startled, but in

fell and shattered, and Vivienne found herself pinned under

of

who the hell are

lost their luster, like a light suddenly snuffed

and only realized the truth when

It was a robot!

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

another of Finnian's

test of his

whom he naturally desired. If he felt nothing for Vivienne, that would be a real

faux Vivienne to her bedroom, where the

indeed strong; even Vivienne

immunity was part

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

Rivenwood, Finnian relaxed on a sun

like he knew from the start that the

was time to think about the third

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

at the unfinished bionic robot in a nearby room. "Aren't

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