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.

head back, he heard a

you're awake," Percival exclaimed, relieved. If Vivienne was up, the eight still out cold would get

trick like that won't fool me. Did you catch

too fast. I

him, I'll make him cough up 800 billion!" Vivienne said with a vengeful tone before

couch, half-sinking into it, and sighed, "After all that, I can't

at him. Holding out a glass, she stretched out her leg and hooked Percival's, her lips glistening in the

drink lying down?" Vivienne was

glass fell and shattered, and Vivienne found herself pinned under

of flirtation, only

who the hell are

lost their luster,

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

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

this another

a test of his resistance

whom he naturally desired. If he felt nothing

Vivienne to her bedroom, where the real Vivienne was

sedative was indeed strong; even Vivienne had succumbed

was part of this

settled himself in Vivienne's room, leaning against the robot double,

on a sun lounger while a man

the Vivienne replica was not the real deal."

it was time to think about the third

his lips in a silent smile, seemingly privy

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

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