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.”

hands on him, I’ll make him cough up 800 billion!” Vivienne said with a vengeful tone before slipping her arm through Percival’s. “Mr.

gave Vivienne a

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

before her with a steady gaze,

poured two

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

to sit in your lap

Adam’s apple, and rolled up his

her leg aside, and his elbow came down hard

shattered, and Vivienne found herself pinned under

hint of flirtation,

the hell

quickly lost their luster, like a

and only realized the truth when

It was a robot!

was astounded. How could a robot be indistinguishable from a real person,

mouth opened, and a scroll fell that read,

in his hand, Percival

this another of

test of his resistance

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

bedroom, where the real

sedative was indeed strong; even

was part of

settled himself in Vivienne’s room, leaning against the

Finnian relaxed on a sun lounger while a man applied ointment

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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his lips in a silent smile,

room. “Aren’t you worried about sending this out? What

for this. Better to