“I would have loved to go with you to the bank, sir, but I can’t,” The manager told him once they’d gone a distance from the estate’s gate. “I have a work pile I have to attend to urgently.”The expression on his face was pleading, and Adonis had no choice but to let him go.“Just tell me the directions to the bank from here, ” Adonis said. “Then I can head over —”“Oh, it’s just over there!” the manager pointed at something behind Adonis. He turned in the direction of whence the finger pointed and saw it from the distance —It’s tall magnificence and beauty, and it was just straight ahead.“It was nice meeting you in person, sir, ” the manager remarked with a nervous smile hinting on his lips. Adonis nodded in reply and in an anxious movement, he stretched out his hand to Adonis for a handshake, mentally deliberating whether shaking Adonis was wrong or right with the way Adonis just stared at his hand. He eventually shook it and felt the man’s hands shaking as they shook his hand. He
“Don’t!” Everyone turned their attention to the woman dressed in a corporate yet fancy dressing, a woman they’d rarely ever seen with their eyes, rushing out frantically towards the scene. Everyone watched her in silence as she approached them, directly towards Adonis. The wealthy man was piqued by confusion as the woman he’d told Adonis would never pay him attention was right in front of them, offering Adonis a welcoming look. “Sir,” Don Louisa said with an acknowledging smile, her fingers interlocked on her body-fitting pencil skirt. Everyone was perplexed at the words she had just uttered and thereby, they started to mutter. “I was informed that you had arrived so I had to literally rush down.” “These people weren’t very welcoming, ” Adonis replied, glancing at the guards and all that were there. Don Louisa’s gaze fell on everyone, causing them to be silent. “Doesn’t everyone have work to do!?” she snapped. At that moment, the crowd began to dissipate, even though they were heap
Freezing the Dan's family's accounts caused a quick, major bankruptcy in the family, and the news spread across the whole city like wildfire within minutes. It was the talk of the town that even some local talk shows seeking attention chipped into making it their center topic of discussion. Their fashion industry was on the verge of closing down from the bankruptcy and a huge pile of paparazzi flooded their door step at every moment for info on the reason why such a huge industry as that had suddenly gone bankrupt in a matter of minutes. The whole thing was a burden on Mr. Dan that frustration began to explore his senses and put them to use as he wondered what on earth had happened. His son, Gabriel Dan, standing right in front of his desk with his gaze lowered, wasn’t helping in the slightest bit to ease the matter as he kept his mouth shut. “Answer me, Gabriel,” he gritted, his palms holding his aching head in place as his elbows leaned on his paper filled desk. “What did you d
The court was packed up with a crowd of civilians than it had ever been since it’s establishment and people still flocked in with regards to the court hearing. It had become a date almost everyone in the city had set since the incident the previous day with Mr. Dan's fashion industry. Every one wanted to see this prince that had been rumored to have caused the bankruptcy with their eyes, as it piqued their interests a lot more that he was the King's lost but found son. Not everyone was allowed into the court, but they stayed in wait outside as info from the reporters in the court room already came to them. Harriet and her mother were among the batch of people who’d came that was allowed into the court to witness the tribunal with their eyes. Harriet wanted to see him again – Adonis, for no better reason than to confirm the identity he’d proclaimed to her. And also the second Prince, who's identity she wasn’t familiar with, but as she had heard from her friends, was amassed with gor
When the car door opened, the cameras clicking became louder. Everyone watched in yearning as a leg stepped out first from the car. But to everyone’s disappointment, the person who came out of the vehicle was no Prince – but a lawyer.The moment they recognized Lawyer Herman's face, the most popular and best lawyer in the whole city, as he stepped out of the car, they heaved a sigh of frustration, and some of confusion, reviving their indistinct mutterings that turned to noise. The lawyer was unfazed by their retaliation as he marched into the courtroom, his briefcase in hand and with the most serious look he could offer.The brows of those in the room creased to a puzzled frown at the sight of Herman, who they hadn’t been expecting, the King most especially.“Good morning everyone!” he greeted the small crowd of people in the room with a polite gesture. “Good morning, officials,” he directed to the six officials sitting with an impatient, puzzled gaze.“Good morning, His majesty, Y
“So, Your highness,” began the official with the longer hair at Oliver as he looked into some paper documents. “Why do you think you should have the throne instead of the King's first son as it is supposed to be?” he asked. Standing up, Oliver comported himself to answer the question. “First of all, as I have mentioned before, I have more knowledge of this kingdom than my step brother does.” He pointed out. “Ever since I was little, I was trained to know how the kingdom works. I’m familiar with it’s political aspect as well as the financial aspect that if I were to rule this kingdom, it won’t fall into shambles,” His eyes met with his mother’s again and he saw her give him proud nod, building up in him the confidence he needed to continue his speech. “If the kingdom were to be attacked by another stronger kingdom, how are we sure you won’t lead the army men to their deaths and cause the kingdom to be captive?” The dark lady official questioned as she rested back into her chair. “
The moment he had been proclaimed winner of the hearing, and he watched Oliver walk out of the courtroom in fumes, Adonis stepped out of the vehicle he was in – a black Toyota Camry parked in an opposite direction of the court. He was well cladded with a hoodie and face mask as a disguise that anyone who knew him would not be very able to tell it was him if he passed by them. He wanted to confront Oliver, with the rising confidence that surged through his veins again, and rub the embarrassment in his face for what he had done to him when he was Adonis – a penniless pauper who had to survive on the insults of men like bread and coffee. He still was never going to forgive Oliver for how he made out with his wife in front of him, and made him lose his job. But maybe this tribunal was Karma's way of hitting Oliver, and it appealed Adonis. He passed through the crowd of people that could seemingly squish a person into a pancake like figure. Peoples bodies practically clustered against e
“Hey,” he called out to the boys as he approached the scene in an attempt to get their attention, which he very well got. The teenage boys – as they were about four persons – stared at Adonis like he was walking poop. “What’s going on here?” he inquired, his being keen on knowing why the boys bullied the lesser boy who looked lanky in size and distraught as his gaze never raised from the floor. “What do you want now, Mister?” The oversized teenager among them jeered. Adonis turned and gave him a cautioning glare, before repeating his question. “I said, what's going on here?” “What does it look like to you, Mister?” another with blonde hair and freckles piped up in an impolite manner. “We're trying to get our money from this idiot who refuses to pay us.” Adonis saw himself in the boy on the ground twenty years ago, when he'd gotten in trouble with the seniors at the orphanage. Just as in this scenario, he had been rounded over and had been severely beaten, all because he’d taken a