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

was up, the eight still out cold would get an

that won't fool me. Did you

Finnian was too fast.

him cough up 800 billion!" Vivienne said with a vengeful tone before slipping her arm through Percival's. "Mr. Wolf, let's head back." Percival

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

glass, she stretched out her leg and hooked Percival's,

an attractive Adam's apple, and rolled up his sleeves with a decisive motion. "Or maybe, drink lying down?" Vivienne was startled, but in the next instant, Percival had

shattered, and Vivienne

of

the hell are

quickly lost their luster, like a light

and only realized the truth when he lifted the

It was a robot!

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

this another of

it a test of his

whom he naturally desired. If he felt

her bedroom, where the real Vivienne

even Vivienne had succumbed

seemed his immunity was

in Vivienne's room, leaning against the robot

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

from the start that the Vivienne replica was not the real deal." Finnian

was time to think

lips in a silent smile, seemingly privy to

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

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