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

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

that won't fool me.

Finnian was too fast. I couldn't

I get 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. Wolf, let's head

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

her leg and hooked Percival's, her lips glistening in the dim light, enticing beyond words. "Mr. Wolf, do you want me to sit in your

motion. "Or maybe, drink lying down?" Vivienne was startled, but in the next instant, Percival

and shattered, and Vivienne found herself pinned under

no hint of

who the hell

and her eyes quickly lost their luster, like a light suddenly snuffed

aback and only realized the truth when he lifted the person

It was a robot!

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

another of

it a test of his

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

faux Vivienne to her bedroom, where the real

sedative was indeed strong; even Vivienne had succumbed

his immunity was part of this so-called

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

Finnian relaxed on a

that the Vivienne replica was not the real deal." Finnian nodded

was time to think about the third

in a silent smile,

robot in a nearby room. "Aren't you worried about sending

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255