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.”

billion!”

gave Vivienne a once-over.

couch, half-sinking into it, and sighed, “After all that, I can’t sleep. Mr.

her with a

the cabinet and poured two glasses, her

out a glass, she stretched out her leg and hooked Percival’s, her lips glistening in the dim light, enticing

to sit in

tie, revealing an attractive Adam’s apple, and rolled up his sleeves with a decisive motion. “Or maybe, drink lying

in the next instant, Percival had flicked her leg aside, and his elbow came down

and shattered, and Vivienne found

hint of flirtation,

who the

blinked, and her eyes quickly lost their luster, like

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

scroll fell that read, [Congratulations, you’ve passed the second trial. This is your

in his hand, Percival was

another of Finnian’s

it a test of his resistance to

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

to her bedroom, where

sedative was indeed strong; even Vivienne

his immunity was part of this

settled himself in Vivienne’s room, leaning against the

Rivenwood, Finnian relaxed on a sun lounger while

nerves. Looks like he knew from the start that the Vivienne replica was

pleased with Percival’s performance in the second

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curved his lips in a silent smile, seemingly privy to the previous

in a nearby room. “Aren’t you

this. Better