The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 556

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.

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

that

was too fast. I

old fox. If I get my hands on him, I'll make him cough up 800 billion!" Vivienne said with

half-sinking into it, and sighed, "After all that, I can't

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

apple, and rolled up his sleeves with a 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

shattered, and Vivienne found herself pinned under

of flirtation,

who the hell are

their luster, like a

taken aback and only realized the

It was a robot!

was astounded. How could a robot be indistinguishable from a real person, even mimicking Vivienne's tone of voice? Then the robot's mouth opened, and a

this another of Finnian's

a test of his resistance

Vivienne, whom he naturally desired. If he felt nothing

bedroom, where the real Vivienne was

strong; even Vivienne had succumbed

was

leaning

on a sun lounger while a man applied ointment to

nerves. Looks like he knew from the start that the Vivienne replica

was time to think about the third

silent smile,

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

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