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.

head back, he heard a loud noise behind him.

exclaimed, relieved. If Vivienne was up, the eight still out cold would get an earful, not

that won't fool me.

fast.

billion!" Vivienne said with

can't sleep. Mr. Wolf,

Holding out a glass, she stretched 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

down?" Vivienne was startled, but in the next instant, Percival had flicked her leg aside, and his

and shattered, and Vivienne found herself pinned

was no hint of flirtation,

the hell

blinked, and her eyes quickly lost their luster, like a light

taken aback and only realized the truth

It was a robot!

robot be indistinguishable from a real person, even mimicking Vivienne's tone of voice? Then the robot's mouth opened, and a scroll fell that read, [Congratulations, you've passed the second trial.

another of

it a test of

whom he naturally desired. If he felt

Vivienne to her bedroom, where the real Vivienne was still sound

strong; even Vivienne had

seemed his immunity was part of this

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

in Rivenwood, Finnian relaxed on a sun lounger while a man

like he knew from the start that the Vivienne

to think

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

room. "Aren't you worried

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