CHAPTER 78: Confinement.Adonis stood before the police officers, his heart pounding like a drumbeat in his chest. Their stern demeanor held an unspoken accusation, a weight that seemed to grow with every passing moment. "Your highness," one officer began, his tone a blend of formality and suspicion, "we have some very serious allegations against you." Adonis shifted uncomfortably, his mind racing to comprehend the gravity of the situation. "Allegations? Against me?" The second officer nodded, his gaze unwavering. "Yes, witnesses have come forward. They claim to have seen you at the hospital on the morning of Harriet's father's passing." Adonis felt like the ground was slipping beneath his feet. "I wasn't there that morning. I swear." The first officer's eyebrows arched, skepticism etched across his features. "We've heard that before, Your highness but witnesses seem to disagree and so we can not just beleiv your words." Adonis clenched his fists, a mixture of frustration and disb
In the dim, forgotten warehouse, a figure stepped out from the shadows, catching Adonis off guard. The man's worn-out attire and tired demeanor spoke of a life that must have being through a lot of hardships. Adonis wasted no time in asking questions that were of course very neccesary, he looked at the stranger with a mixture of skepticism and curiosity, his mind racing to know the purpose of this unforeseen encounter. "Who are you?" he questioned, his voice tinged with cautious suspicion. The man offered a weary smile, his face etched with lines that seemed to hold tales of ages past. "Edward, my name is Edward, your highness," he introduced himself, his words carrying a hint of intrigue. "I was once a loyal servant to his royal majesty, King Archie." Adonis exchanged glances with Jesse, their expressions mirroring his curiosity. "Why did you leave then, Edward?" Adonis inquired, his eyes narrowing slightly as he wished to know what this man was on about. A distant look clouded Ed
Before venturing back to the palace, Adonis decided to swing by Valerie's freshly established boutique, it was a vibrant haven of fashion and creativity just like Valerie had wanted, it was also fast becoming one of the best in its city. Adonis’ arrival was greeted by the cheerful chime of the doorbell, signaling his entry into this world of elegance and style. Inside, it almost felt like had just stepped into somewhere entirely different, the atmosphere was just very beautiful and cheerful.But reveling in this beauty and comfort took a short while for Adonis because as soon as he stepped in, a wave of hushed whispers and wary glances washed over Adonis like a tide of discomfort.Even the workers, adorned in their work aprons like sentinels of the establishment, shot unfriendly scowls and guarded glares in his direction. The weight of their collective scrutiny bore down on him, like an uninvited guest at a party.Valerie, the ever observable person that she was immediately noticed
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
In a surge of anticipation, they stormed into the warehouse, driven by the desire to unveil all of the secrets that was needed to be revealed and all of the tables that was needed to be turned.What they encountered, however, painted a different picture entirely. Instead of the expected figures of Oliver or even Lord Bassey, the space revealed a gathering of normal looking men, circled around a table adorned with stacks of boxes. Amidst the echoing silence, the atmosphere was charged as they had barged in on them as if expecting to meet them trafficking kids if possible, they had expected the worst of the worst after all, only for the scene that they had come into to be this.The commissioner's authoritative voice sliced through the charged air, a call for order amidst the various sea of emotions, Fear and confusion for the men they had barged on and disappointment and equal confusion for they that had barged in on them."Hold your positions," he instructed no one in particular, his w
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 stood in the middle of his room, the weight of the letter's words pressing upon him like an hammer. The shock of its contents clung to him, an unwelcome shroud of uncertainty. Fingers trembling, he reached for his phone and dialed Valerie's number. His voice, a mixture of urgency and disbelief, he spilled it all out as he asked her to come to his room. Valerie's arrival was swift, concern etched across her features. Adonis handed her the letter, the paper like a fragile artifact between them. As her eyes skimmed over the words, a mirrored astonishment danced across her face. Their shared silence spoke volumes, like something woven from the threads of surprise and concern. "I can't believe this," Valerie murmured, her voice a soft exhalation of disbelief. "Who could have done this? Why?" Adonis's voice held a touch of frustration. "I have no idea. The timing, the threat, it's all so... sinister." They stood together, two figures in a sea of uncertainty. Adonis's fingers cle
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