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.

to head back, he heard a loud noise behind him. It was

Vivienne was up, the eight still

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

fast. I couldn't

cough up 800 billion!" Vivienne said with

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

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

a decisive motion. "Or maybe, drink lying down?" Vivienne was startled, but in the next instant, Percival had flicked her leg aside, and his elbow came down hard on her

and shattered, and Vivienne

of flirtation, only threat

the hell

lost their luster, like a light

and only realized the

It was a robot!

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

this another of

test of his

If he felt nothing for

faux Vivienne to her bedroom, where the real Vivienne was still sound

even Vivienne had succumbed

seemed his immunity was part of

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

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

nerves. Looks like he knew from the start that the Vivienne replica was

time to think about the third

in a silent smile, seemingly privy to

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

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