As they arrived at the palace, a storm of anger and disapproval awaited Adonis in the form of the elders. Their stern expressions and wagging fingers were a clear sign of their disappointment. "Elders, I..." Adonis began, his voice faltering slightly under the weight of their collective gaze. "Your highness!" snapped Lady Beatrice, her voice a thunderclap that reverberated through the room."Do you realize the gravity of your actions?" Another elder’s voice was tinged with a mix of disbelief and reproach. "We explicitly instructed you not to leave the palace, your highness, and yet, you defy our words? Haven’t you been told yet that even the king is answerable to the tribunal? It is a great feature of a good king." Adonis met their stern gazes, his jaw clenched in determination to make them see his point any which way, "I understand your concern, but there were unforeseen yet important circumstances." Sir Hitchhacker scoffed, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "Ah, the infamous unfores

Adonis took a cautious step forward, his heart heavy with the gravity of the moment.His voice, a mix of genuine regret and humility, carried the weight of his remorse, of the fact that despite what Harriet and her family had done to him, despite how bad they had treated him, he still regarded Micheal as a cyber figure, one that he held dear because of all three of them, he was the only one who somehow treated him like he at least mattered, whether or not it was because of the gains they get from him, at least he was grateful and sensible."Harriet," he began, his words as tender as a soothing melody, "I extend my deepest condolences for your father's passing. I really want you to understand that I had no part in his death and no intention to stop justice if ever you are even think that I am trying to do that.”Harriet's gaze, veiled with a shroud of grief and suspicion, met his. In the midst of swirling emotions, her voice cut through the air like a bitter gust, each word seething

Adonis's heart swelled with relief upon hearing the commissioner's update. He wasted no time expressing his gratitude and confirming his imminent presence. "Thank you, Commissioner. I'll join you shortly to delve into this lead, we need to find answers whichever way possible." Turning back to the room, Adonis's voice held a firm tone. "Jesse, keep at it. Question him any which way possible, we need answers, anything that could be of help to us concerning that letter, he might even be the key to nabbing whoever this criminal is once and for all." Just as Adonis was about to exit, the insolence of the deceitful servant flared up again. Insults spilled from his lips, a last stand of defiance that ignited Jesse's temper, one that pushed him to punch the servant even more but despite the several blows that he was dealt with, the servant continued to run his mouth as if he could care less what happens to him for disrespecting the prince this way. "You're nothing but a spineless prince, pl

The judge, stern-faced and impatient, shot Adonis a pointed look, practically ordering him to speed things up. It was in that moment, amid the judge's disapproving gaze, that Adonis's mind snapped into action, a decision coming up within his thoughts like a lightning bolt. He decided, right then and there, that waiting was no longer an option. The lawyer, whose absence was getting even more suspicious was now an urgent necessity. With a swift glance towards the judge, as if seeking permission from a higher authority, Adonis bolted into action. He didn't wait for words of agreement; his need propelled him like a sprinter exploding off the starting block. The courtroom's exit beckoned, a portal to his next move, and he didn't hesitate. Like a whirlwind, Adonis surged from the courtroom, his steps imbued with a sense of purpose that bordered on desperation. He emerged into the corridor, his heart pounding in sync with his hurried breaths. Time seemed to warp as he raced toward the eleva

The judge, her voice resonating through the courtroom, summoned the prosecution lawyers to present the charges against Adonis. They approached the bench, a somber determination etched on their faces, eager to bring their case to light.One of the lawyers, with a folder clutched tightly, began, "Your Honor, we charge Prince Adonis with the murder of Michael Dorian, the father of his ex-wife, Harriet Dorian." The words hung in the air, heavy with accusation.The judge, her gaze stern, turned to Adonis. "Prince Adonis, you stand accused of a grave crime. How do you plead?"Adonis, his voice steady, replied, "Your Honor, I plead not guilty."The courtroom seemed to hold its collective breath at his response, an air of anticipation and murmuring enveloping the proceedings.Adonis's lawyer who is a seasoned advocate well-known for his meticulous approach, confidently approached the judge. "Your Honor, I must insist that the charges against my client lack a solid foundation. Prince Adonis is