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.

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

little trick like that won't fool

was too fast. I

said with a vengeful tone before slipping her arm through Percival's. "Mr. Wolf, let's

half-sinking into it, and sighed, "After all that, I can't sleep. Mr. Wolf, let's have a drink." Standing before her with a

out her

down?" Vivienne was startled, but in

glass fell and shattered, and Vivienne found herself pinned under

no hint of flirtation, only threat

the

eyes quickly lost their luster, like a light suddenly snuffed

the truth when he lifted the person beneath

It was a robot!

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

another of

test of his resistance to

he naturally desired. If he felt nothing

her bedroom,

sedative was indeed strong; even Vivienne had succumbed

seemed his immunity was part of

room, leaning against the

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

kid's got a good eye and steady nerves. Looks like he knew from the start that the Vivienne replica

it was time to

curved his lips in a silent smile, seemingly privy to the previous night's

nearby room. "Aren't you worried about sending

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