She was on her bed, lying in wait for an information when her phone began vibrating beside her, indicating that there was a call coming in. Harriet snatched the phone to her line of sight and answered the call the moment she saw the caller ID.“Have you done the job?” she inquired the moment she responded to the call, her brows creased with sheer curiosity.“Yes,” replied the deep, masculine voice from the other line. “We succeeded in locking them all in, not one escape path left.”Harriet grinned with sheer excitement at the news as her heart fluttered with relief and logistical, vengeful pride. She was finally getting back at Adonis for what he'd done to her Oliver. Ever since the doctor had told her that he had a fifty percent chance of survival, she had been darkened with the need for revenge against Adonis. She hired someone to keep on his tail and dig into his life to find out what she would use against him as her retaliation and found out that he was always around the woman th
The ceilings manhole started as their break way point. Valerie and Adonis had snuck out of the hall without anyone's notice, or so they thought, in search of the manhole created as a pathway to get to the ceiling, as it was their only suggest able path to freedom. Climbing into the manhole was a hassle, as the ladder leading up into it quivered at their weight when they climbed through it. It was feeble. Fragile, that they had to be careful going up to avoid a catastrophic downfall. It was encamped with an darkness as they stepped into it, with tiny rays of dim light seeping through some parts of the ceiling and the light reflection that eluded from outside the hole. Turning on their phone torches to aid their sight, they journeyed into the maze-like path in search of an exit route. It was no easy feat, as they stayed for more than five hours up in the ceiling for an exit that wasn’t coming to view. “Gawd!” Valerie exhaled, exuding tiredness as a she sat down on one of the ceili
On the course of his deliberation, Adonis then decided that getting Valerie to a medical center first was fairer, as he couldn’t bear her little pained whimpers in the back seat of her car. She laid at the backseat, fragile and in pain—and it hurt his gut so badly. He knew that he could not just give an excuse as to why he wasn’t at the palace as it would tag him as irresponsible and not fit for the throne to Oliver's favor. He didn’t want that. And then was when a rising need for Jesse erupted, because he couldn’t also leave her side. He glanced at Valerie through the rear-view mirror at the back seat in her distressed state and his remorse piled. But before he could rev up the car engine to move, his phone beeped, signaling to his attention that a message had entered his phone. He looked into it and confirmed that it was a message from Jesse. In case you get this message, your highness, we’re already at your location; it read. Adonis typed in a brisk reply about the others tha
The King makers were about declaring Adonis ejected from his position to the anticipation of Oliver, Harriet and the Queen, and to the King's utter dismay when an abrupt yell stopped them midway.“Wait!”Everyone, stunned with curiosity turned in the direction of the voice. They beheld Jesse walk in calmly, sending waves of shock throughout the whole persons there. It stunned Oliver more because he didn’t expect that a common informant to the King was his son and Oliver's stepbrother, but it was a different case for the King, Harriet, and the Queen, as well as the few others who knew the true identity of the first prince. They were thrown in perplexity.The crowd became an uproar of disturbed noises and distinct mutterings as Jesse made his way up to the podium. When he turned to face the confused and stunned faces of the whole people in the audience, he began speaking.“I am not the heir you are expecting to see,” he announced, relieving some persons of their surprise, whereas, some
As Oliver couldn’t contain the upheaval of dismay and frustration at the sight of Adonis being appreciated by people, he rose from his seat to limp away towards the exit, Harriet clinging to his side as they made to the door through the throng of people. Deep down, he couldn’t deny the insecurity that piled up as did his anger, and couldn’t help buy ponder on the may things Adonis could do to him in his esteemed position and get away with. His memory reeled back to the time he’d been beaten up by Adonis's men. Adonis’s escape from the gang assault and the ban that had been placed on the gang as they were arrested. It all made sense to him then. They managed to pass the reporters without having to be stopped, as their minds were on capturing on photos of their future king for reference purpose to notice the lesser prince and his supposed lover walk out of the hall. Oliver was bitter with spite. All his life before the man he’d never expected to be his stepbrother came into the picture
After the ownership of the company of his ex-boss was transferred to his name, Adonis went out on the vengeful mission he’d set out as planned. His mind wandered off to the thought of where Oliver might be as he walked out from the palace to the garage where his car was parked, followed by an entourage of bodyguards to shield him from the impeding force of the reporters that surrounded him—probably squirming in horrification while trying to dissemble its visibility from others. He'd seen him leave the hall, limping on a leg with Harriet by his side, and it had given him the feeling of success so great over them both.But they weren’t his main focus in that moment. The reporters excessively tried pouncing on him with multiple questions, but with the help of his entourage, he made it into the vehicle without having to answer a question or be thrust upon by some rascal journalist who just wanted a report for the newspaper company they worked in.Adonis's chauffeur drove him to the locat
The moment Adonis stepped foot into the office of the landlord of the apartment he’d previously rented—the same apartment he was kicked out from with no explanation as to why he had been evicted, although he knew why—and greeted him with a mischievous smile, the landlord began sprouting rude, slandering words at Adonis, oblivious to Adonis's revealed identity. Adonis had not walked in with his cortege of bodyguards like he had at the office, thus causing the man to think he was still a poor old fella who just happened to have a change of wardrobe.As the man ranted on, demanding that he left the building immediately, Adonis watched the man in amusement, surprised that he was still unaware of whom he was talking to. Due to Adonis's incapability to leave as he demanded, and a growing annoyance at the smug look he wore on his expression, he called for the security officers that guarded the building, and they answered with swiftness to his call. He ordered them to have Adonis thrown out o
The door's bell dinged the moment Adonis stepped through its glass doors, his eyes searching for Oliver and Harriet. Then, he spots them moving around the place, from one cloth rack to another, in search of clothes they were going to purchase. Those around him that noticed his presence bowed their head in a significant reverence as he walked past them to Oliver, his expression mischievous. “Oliver!” he called out to their attention and they froze in a spot. Oliver, not failing to recognize the voice of his enemy, unhurriedly turned in the direction of Adonis's voice. Their eyes met, coursing in the atmosphere a mix of different expressions from their gazes. Oliver's gaze was visibly irked by the sight of Adonis, yet lingered a brief amount of fear and caution as to what he was doing there. Harriet was not left out in this emotion sharing battle, as hers was a trembling mess. Adonis acquired pleasure at the sight of the state he’d left them in at one glance of him, and he strode from