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 was about to head back, he heard a loud

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

nodded. "A little trick like that won't fool me. Did you

fast. I couldn't

Vivienne said with a

it, and sighed, "After all that, I can't sleep. Mr. Wolf, let's have a drink." Standing

she looked at him. Holding out a glass, she stretched out her leg

up his sleeves with a decisive motion. "Or maybe, drink lying down?" Vivienne was startled, but in the next instant, Percival had

glass fell and shattered, and Vivienne found herself pinned

hint of

the hell

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

realized the truth when

It was a robot!

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 scroll fell that

another of Finnian's

test of

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

carried the faux Vivienne to her bedroom,

was indeed strong; even Vivienne

immunity was

settled himself in Vivienne's room, leaning

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

steady nerves. Looks like he knew from the start that the Vivienne replica was not the real deal." Finnian nodded approvingly, pleased with Percival's performance in

was time to think about

a silent smile, seemingly privy to the previous

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

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