In the dimly lit warehouse, the atmosphere was thick with tension as Oliver, Lord Bassey, and Oliver's uncle huddled around a table. A few other shadowy figures loitered nearby, their faces obscured by the shadows.Oliver's voice carried a hint of sorrow as he spoke of Harriet, the lost love that still haunted him. "I regret what happened between Harriet and I, I still can not believe that she would betray me like that, even when I was trying to help her poor and stupid ass, after all that I did for her that that wretched Adonis could not, I took her into my own home and I was already even thinking and planning on getting married to her, she was supposed to be my queen and then she goes around to stab me in the back like this? Bitch," he admitted with a heavy sigh.Both his father, Lord Bassey, and his uncle, however, were not in a mood for sentimentality. "You must forget about her," Lord Bassey urged sternly. "She's the reason you found yourself behind bars. A prince like you turned
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
The old man knew he was in trouble the moment he laid eyes on Adonis. He hurriedly got to his knees, his voice quivering with fear as he began to beg profusely. "Your Highness, I didn't know it was you. Please forgive my rash behavior. I didn't mean any disrespect." His pleas were desperate, his voice quivering as he begged for forgiveness.Adonis however knew deep down that there was no forgiveness in his heart for this trespass and so he finally spoke, his tone stern and unforgiving. "You should have thought twice before shouting at someone you couldn't see. Such behavior is unacceptable, especially when unjustified."The man's pleas grew more desperate, tears welling up in his eyes. "Your Highness, I beg you, please reconsider and forgive me, I am so sorry and I'll never make such a mistake again."Adonis, unyielding in his decision, made a harsh proclamation that sent shockwaves through the room. "I hereby seize this store. Everything inside it will be confiscated and removed. Jes
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
With a composed demeanor, Adonis decided to delegate the reading of the letter to one of the less prominent guards. As the guard cleared his throat and began to recite, the eyes of the queen, who had been thrashing about moments ago, were now focused solely on the unfolding drama.The journalists, capturing every moment, had their cameras trained on her. As the guard read the contents of the letter, an aura of disbelief enveloped the journalists and onlookers. Each line seemed to unravel a new layer of astonishment, and the shocking revelation left everyone speechless. It was an earth-shattering revelation, so incredible that it was almost unbelievable.Tears welled up in Queen Sophia's eyes as she glared contemptuously at Adonis, her emotions a tumultuous mix of anger and disbelief. Adonis, in response, maintained his unwavering resolve, locking eyes with the queen in a tense standoff. After that, he gave the guard the second paper which was the report that showed the owner of the bo
The day had come, solemn and heavy with grief. It was the day of the funeral for the late King Archie. Adonis, amidst the somber preparations, couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow. His thoughts had been preoccupied with the search for Oliver, but today, his focus shifted to honoring his father's memory.In the days leading up to this moment, Adonis had repeatedly called Jesse for updates on their search. Each call had yielded no fruitful results, leaving him with a sense of frustration. It was as if Oliver had vanished into thin air, leaving no trace yet again.With the funeral proceedings about to begin, Adonis made a conscious decision to set aside his concerns about Oliver for now. Today was a day to pay respects to the man who had been his biological father, albeit briefly.He knew he would have to return to the search soon, but for now, he needed to find closure for himself and his people as they bid a final farewell to King Archie.Amid the somber atmosphere of the funeral, A
As police and ambulance sirens blared throughout the palace grounds, the scene descended into chaos. Injured individuals were carefully extracted from the wreckage and hurriedly ushered into waiting ambulances. The fires that had raged moments before were now smoldering ruins, their embers a stark reminder of the mayhem that had just happened.Adonis, having concluded his brief address to the press media, strode purposefully toward the ambulances. His eyes fixated on the wounded, innocent people being treated with urgency. These were individuals who should never have borne the brunt of the palace's tumultuous affairs, individuals caught up in a situation not of their making.A burning anger welled within him. He knew, with a grim certainty, that this catastrophe was orchestrated by Oliver and his allies, he did not even need to be told again. It was obviously a blatant attempt to disrupt Adonis's ascend to the throne, a threat to make him see that he was serious about telling him to s
Mr. Henderson's eyes widened with horror as he stared at Adonis, the shock evident in his expression. Adonis, however, wasted no time in addressing the situation. He stepped forward, his voice steady as he admitted to being the one behind the controversial order. "It was me," Adonis began, his tone somber as he faced Mr. Henderson. "I issued that order."Mr. Henderson's brows furrowed in confusion, and he couldn't help but voice his bewilderment. "But why, your highness?" he asked, his voice quivering with a mixture of anger and curiosity.Adonis met his gaze, his eyes reflecting the pain of a past that Mr. Henderson seemed to have forgotten. "Have you forgotten the pain and torture you caused my family years ago?" he asked quietly, his words heavy with the weight of history.Mr. Henderson's eyes widened with recognition, and he let out an "Oh" of realization. "So that's where I know the name Adonis from," he muttered to himself.Then, without hesitation, he launched into a barrage of