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.

heard a loud noise

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

like that won't fool me. Did you catch

Finnian was too fast. I couldn't

cough up 800 billion!" Vivienne said with a vengeful tone before slipping

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

the cabinet and poured two glasses, her eyes shimmering as she looked at him. Holding out a glass, she stretched out her leg and hooked

"Or maybe, drink lying down?" Vivienne was startled,

shattered, and Vivienne found

was no hint of flirtation, only threat and

the hell are

lost their luster,

taken aback and only realized the

It was a robot!

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 your reward.] Holding the scroll

another of Finnian's

of his resistance to

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

the faux Vivienne to her bedroom, where the

even

his immunity was part of this

settled himself in Vivienne's room, leaning against

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

knew from the start that the Vivienne

time to

his lips in a silent smile, seemingly privy

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

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