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

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

that won't fool me. Did you catch

too fast.

with a vengeful tone before slipping her arm through Percival's. "Mr. Wolf, let's head back."

I can't sleep. Mr. Wolf, let's have a drink." Standing before her with a steady gaze, Percival

out 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

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

shattered, and

of flirtation, only

who the

their luster, like

the

It was a robot!

mouth opened, and a scroll fell that read, [Congratulations, you've passed the

this another of

test of his resistance

whom he naturally desired. If he felt nothing for

to her bedroom, where the real Vivienne was still

indeed strong; even Vivienne had succumbed to

his immunity was

settled himself in Vivienne's room, leaning against

at a mansion somewhere in Rivenwood, Finnian relaxed on a sun lounger while a man applied ointment to

good eye and steady nerves. Looks like he knew from the start that the Vivienne replica was

it was time to think

silent smile, seemingly privy to the previous

the unfinished bionic robot in a nearby room. "Aren't you worried about sending this

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