The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

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.

As he was about to head back, he heard a loud noise behind him. It was Vivienne!

“Vivienne, you’re awake,” Percival exclaimed, relieved. If Vivienne was up, the eight still out cold would get an earful, not him.

Vivienne nodded. “A little trick like that won’t fool me. Did you catch him?”

“No, Finnian was too fast. I couldn’t keep up.”

him cough up 800 billion!” Vivienne said with a vengeful

Vivienne a once-over.

inside, Vivienne flopped onto the couch, half-sinking into it, and sighed, “After all that, I can’t sleep. Mr. Wolf,

with a

favorite whiskey from the cabinet and poured two glasses, her eyes shimmering as she looked at

hooked Percival’s, her lips glistening in the dim

Wolf, do you want me to sit in

apple, and rolled up his sleeves with a decisive

startled, but in the next instant, Percival had flicked her leg

and shattered, and Vivienne found herself pinned

no hint of flirtation,

the hell are

blinked, and her eyes quickly lost their luster,

realized the truth when he lifted the

It was a robot!

could a robot be indistinguishable from a

and a scroll fell that read, [Congratulations,

his hand, Percival was momentarily

another

a test of his resistance to

desired. If he felt nothing for Vivienne, that would be a real

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

sedative was indeed strong; even

seemed his immunity was part of

leaning against

relaxed on a sun lounger while a man

like he knew from

pleased with Percival’s performance

was time to think about the third one.Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated for

a silent smile, seemingly privy to

in a nearby room. “Aren’t you

prepared for this. Better to send it out now than have