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

was up, the

"A little trick like that won't fool

too fast. I

Vivienne said with

I can't sleep. Mr. Wolf, let's have a drink." Standing before her

her eyes shimmering as she looked at him. 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

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

glass fell and shattered, and Vivienne found herself pinned

no hint of flirtation,

the hell

her eyes quickly lost their luster,

was taken aback and only realized the truth when he lifted the person

It was a robot!

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 read, [Congratulations, you've passed the second trial. This is your reward.] Holding the scroll in his

this another

of his resistance

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

faux Vivienne to her bedroom, where the real Vivienne was

was indeed strong; even Vivienne had succumbed to

seemed his immunity was part of this so-called

settled himself in Vivienne's room, leaning against the

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

that the

time to think

in a silent

robot in a nearby room. "Aren't you

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