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 heard a loud noise behind him. It

Percival exclaimed, relieved. If Vivienne was up, the eight still out cold

that won't fool me. Did you catch

fast. I

said with a vengeful tone before slipping her arm through Percival's.

I can't sleep. Mr.

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

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

shattered, and Vivienne found herself pinned

of

the hell are

her eyes quickly lost their luster, like a

aback and only realized the truth when he

It was a robot!

voice? Then the robot's mouth opened, and a scroll fell that read, [Congratulations, you've passed the second trial. This is your reward.] Holding the scroll

another of

test of his

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

the faux Vivienne to her bedroom,

indeed strong; even

seemed his immunity was part of this

Vivienne's room, leaning against

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

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

time to think about the third

in a silent smile, seemingly privy to the

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

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