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.

back, he heard a loud

If Vivienne was up, the eight still out

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

too fast.

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.

inside, Vivienne flopped onto the couch, half-sinking into it, and sighed, "After all that, I can't sleep. Mr. Wolf, let's

out her leg

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

and shattered, and Vivienne found herself

hint of flirtation, only

the

her eyes quickly lost their luster,

the truth when he lifted the person beneath

It was a robot!

indistinguishable from a real person, even mimicking Vivienne's tone of voice? Then the robot's mouth opened, and

this another of Finnian's

it a test of his

If he felt nothing

her bedroom, where the real

was indeed strong; even Vivienne had

seemed his immunity was

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

on a sun lounger while

a good eye and steady nerves. Looks like he knew from the start that the Vivienne replica was not the real deal."

to

his lips in a silent smile, seemingly privy to the

room. "Aren't you worried about sending this out? What if

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