The Million-Dollar Heart

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

Vivienne was up, the eight still out cold

like that won't fool

was too fast. I couldn't keep

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

inside, Vivienne flopped onto the couch, half-sinking into it, and sighed, "After all that, I can't

glasses, her eyes shimmering as she looked at him. Holding out a glass, she stretched out her leg and hooked Percival's,

decisive motion. "Or maybe, drink lying down?" Vivienne was startled, but in the next instant, Percival had flicked her leg aside, and his elbow came down

fell and shattered, and Vivienne

was no hint of flirtation, only

the hell

eyes quickly lost their luster, like a

realized the truth when

It was a robot!

and a scroll fell that read, [Congratulations, you've passed the second trial. This is your reward.] Holding the scroll in

this another of

of his resistance

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

the faux Vivienne to her bedroom, where the real Vivienne was

sedative was indeed strong; even Vivienne had succumbed

immunity was part of this

room, leaning against the robot double, and

a mansion somewhere in Rivenwood, Finnian relaxed on a sun lounger while a

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

it was time to think about the third

silent smile,

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