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.”

on him, I’ll make him cough up 800 billion!” Vivienne said with a vengeful

Vivienne a once-over.

and sighed, “After all

before her with a

the cabinet and poured two glasses, her eyes shimmering as

hooked Percival’s, her lips glistening in the dim light,

do you want me to sit in your lap while

attractive Adam’s apple, and rolled up his sleeves

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

and shattered, and

of flirtation, only threat

who the

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 mimicking Vivienne’s tone of

a scroll fell that read, [Congratulations, you’ve

scroll in his hand,

another of Finnian’s

it a test of his

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

her bedroom,

was indeed strong; even Vivienne had succumbed

was part of this

room, leaning against the robot double, and

relaxed on a sun lounger while a man applied ointment

knew from the start that the Vivienne replica was not the

with Percival’s performance in the second

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

in a silent smile, seemingly privy to

at the unfinished bionic robot in a nearby room. “Aren’t you worried about sending this out?

man shook his head. “She’s been prepared for this. Better to send it out now than have her fooled later