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.”

I’ll make him cough up 800 billion!” Vivienne said with

gave Vivienne a

it, and sighed, “After all that, I

a steady gaze,

poured two

leg and hooked Percival’s, her

do you want me to sit in

apple, and rolled up his sleeves with a decisive motion. “Or maybe, drink

was startled, but in the next instant, Percival had flicked her leg aside, and his

fell and shattered, and Vivienne found herself

no hint of flirtation, only threat and

the hell

their luster, like a light

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

It was a robot!

robot be indistinguishable from a real person, even mimicking Vivienne’s tone of

mouth opened, and a scroll fell that read,

scroll in his

another of

a test of his

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

carried the faux Vivienne to her bedroom, where the real

strong; even Vivienne had succumbed

was part of this so-called

himself in Vivienne’s room, leaning against the robot double,

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

knew from the start that the Vivienne replica was

with Percival’s performance in the second

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curved his lips in a silent smile,

room. “Aren’t you worried about sending

been prepared for this. Better to