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 noise behind

Vivienne was up, the eight

like that won't fool

fast. I

my 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. Wolf, let's head

sighed, "After all that, I can't sleep. Mr. Wolf, let's have a drink." Standing before her with a steady gaze,

a glass, she stretched out her leg and hooked

down?" Vivienne was

and shattered, and Vivienne

hint of flirtation, only

the hell

their luster,

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

It was a robot!

was astounded. How 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

this another of

a test of

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

her bedroom, where the

even

his immunity was part of this so-called

Vivienne's room, leaning

a sun lounger while a man applied

the Vivienne replica was not the real deal." Finnian nodded approvingly, pleased

it was time to think

his lips in a silent smile, seemingly privy

unfinished bionic robot in a nearby room. "Aren't

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