Adonis awoke to a message from one of his guards, conveying the elders' urgent request for a meeting. With his mind preoccupied by the ongoing crisis involving Oliver, he hurriedly made his way to the tribunal hall, expecting to discuss matters related to the kingdom's predicament. However, as he entered the hall, the elders had a surprising revelation awaiting him. Their expressions bore a mixture of concern and anticipation, hinting at the gravity of the news they were about to deliver. Adonis, feeling a sense of intrigue tinged with apprehension, took his place among the council of elders. He couldn't help but wonder what had led them to summon him with such urgency and what unexpected developments might be at play. As soon as he sat, the eldest elder among them, cleared his throat to address the prince. "Your Highness," he began, "we understand the pressing matters that have consumed your attention lately, but we felt it necessary to inform you of an unexpected turn of events."

Adonis had made his way to the bustling kitchen, where he intended to give the cooks instructions about the dinner preparations. As he started discussing the menu, to his great annoyance, the president's daughter, Flora walked in once again, her demeanor exuding confidence and entitlement.She glanced around the kitchen, her eyes resting on the pots and pans bubbling with the meal that had been meticulously prepared according to Adonis's orders. To everyone's shock and disbelief, she calmly instructed the cooks to throw away all the food they had been preparing for dinner.The kitchen staff exchanged perplexed glances. They found themselves caught between the wishes of their prince and the daughter of the country's president. It was an impossible situation. Adonis clenched his fists, irritation and frustration building inside him. This was not how he wanted to spend his time, dealing with the whims of an entitled guest.The head cook finally mustered the courage to speak, her voice qu

Tension filled the room as everyone awaited the president's response. His daughter wore a mischievous grin, savoring the unfolding drama. However, to the surprise of many, the president let out a deep sigh and cleared his throat before addressing Adonis. "Having assimilated all of this that you said Oliver had done, what plans," he inquired, "do you have for finding your stepbrother now? How do you plan to get him to pay for all that you have accused him of?"Adonis felt a surge of elation upon witnessing the president's response. He leaned forward, his voice earnest, as he began to explain his efforts. "Mr. President, I've already gotten the police to investigate the case," he began. "They managed to locate Oliver once, but he mysteriously escaped. Even I myself caught him as well but he yet again escaped right under the scrutiny of the commissioner of police himself, and even though I am very disappointed at my efforts getting washed away, I have no choice but to give them another c

In the dimly lit chamber of the palace, Adonis and Jesse huddled together, their minds focused on the elusive Oliver. The weight of the situation hung heavy in the air.Jesse, ever the strategic thinker, broke the silence. "Your highness, do you think Oliver might have left the city? I mean, we've scoured this place thoroughly, and there's been no sign of him."Adonis furrowed his brows, deep in thought. "You might be right," he finally conceded. "It's possible he's fled elsewhere."He recounted the president's promise to enlist other security authorities to search different cities across the country. "But," he continued, "we can't just rely on them. We need our own search team, too."Jesse nodded in agreement. "So, where do you think Oliver might go?"Adonis sighed, grappling with this question. "That's the tricky part. We need to think like him. Where would he consider safe? Where would he lay low?"Their eyes met, determination etched on their faces, as they prepared to unravel the

Under the cover of night, Adonis and Jesse, along with their selected men, gathered in a secluded part of the palace grounds. The moonlight cast eerie shadows as they went over their plan one last time.Adonis, his voice low yet firm, addressed Jesse and the others. "Remember, we're not looking for a confrontation. Our goal is to locate Oliver and gather information. Use force only when absolutely necessary, and call me immediately if you find any trace of him."Jesse nodded, his expression resolute. "We've got it, Your Highness. We'll be discreet and careful."Adonis clasped Jesse's shoulder, a silent display of trust and reliance. "Good. This mission is crucial. Oliver's actions have put our kingdom in jeopardy, and we need to bring him to justice."With their instructions clear, Jesse and the men quietly slipped away into the night, leaving Adonis alone with his thoughts and the weight of the kingdom's fate resting on his shoulders.Queen Sophia, her thoughts preoccupied with the u