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

Vivienne a

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

with a steady gaze, Percival

the cabinet and poured two glasses, her eyes shimmering as she looked

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

to sit in your lap

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

Percival had flicked her leg aside, and his elbow came down hard

shattered, and Vivienne found herself

of flirtation,

the hell

their luster, like a light suddenly

and only realized the truth

It was a robot!

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

read,

the scroll in his hand, Percival was momentarily

this another of Finnian’s

it a test of his

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

the faux Vivienne to her bedroom,

strong; even Vivienne had

seemed his immunity was

in Vivienne’s room, leaning

Finnian relaxed on a sun lounger while a

good eye and steady nerves. Looks like he knew from the start that the Vivienne replica was not

pleased with Percival’s

to think about the third one.Books Chapters Are

a silent smile, seemingly privy to the previous

room. “Aren’t you worried about sending this out? What if the girl finds

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