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
Adonis, Jesse, Valerie, and the guards headed back to the palace together. The air was charged with a mix of excitement and relief, feelings swirling around like a whirlwind.They met with the elders, and Adonis opened up about what had happened in court. He shared the ups and downs, using his hands and expressions to really get across how he felt. The elders listened closely, their faces showing both worry and hope in regards to his news. "We're standing by your side through this whole ordeal," one of them said, her voice relaying what was in the minds of others, it was strong and united.Gratitude filled Adonis' heart. "Thank you," he said sincerely, his words carrying the weight of his feelings.Amidst the talks, Jesse's name came up. Adonis turned to him, looking serious. "Jesse, keep questioning that stubborn servant. We need every bit of useful info we can gather."Jesse nodded right away, ready to dive back into the interrogation. He wasted no time, his energy a burst of action
Amid the confines of Harriet's home, the air seemed to hang heavy with the weight of their suffering. The cupboards, once stocked with sustenance, now stood barren, echoing the hunger that gnawed at them relentlessly.Toria, Harriet's mother, slumped into a chair beside her daughter, weariness etched into the lines of her face. "Harriet," Toria began, her voice carrying a mix of weariness and concern, "I know times are hard, but we have to talk about this, we have to just get through and stand on our own two feet on our own."Harriet, lost in the depths of her mourning both for her father and her former luxurious life, looked up with distant eyes, her grief like an invisible shroud around her."I've been thinking," Toria continued, her voice a fragile thread of hope, "maybe Adonis is right, you know. Maybe he didn't do it, it does not even seem like he could ever do it if we think about this properly, a lot of things just do not connect."Harriet's gaze remained fixed, her thoughts di
Adonis decided to keep his shocking discovery to himself for now. He believed that the right moment to reveal it would come, but that moment wasn't now, he needed to be smart about everything that he does or every step that he decided to take.To pass the time, he headed to Valerie's boutique. On his way, he encountered a group of people carrying placards with his picture and name on them. At first, he thought it was some kind of protest from his critics. But his perspective changed when he heard them shouting his name and cheering.Their words weren't hostile; they were expressing support."Prince Adonis! You're our inspiration!""Stay strong, Prince Adonis!""We're with you all the way!"Adonis was taken aback by this, his heart touched by their unexpected display of encouragement. Not even in a million years did he ever thing he could get such support especially with the scandals and bad rumors that surrounded his name at the moment. He was extremely dumbfounded that he needed to m
Today, Adonis chose to do something really nice. He wanted to help the kids in a certain orphanage. So, he talked to Jesse and told him to gather all the things they needed. They headed over to the orphanage together, ready to bring some smiles. When they got there, the kids were super excited. Their faces lit up when they saw Adonis and Jesse. Adonis didn't waste any time. He jumped right into the fun, playing games with the kids. Their giggles and laughter filled the air, and it felt so good for Adonis, it was exactly what he needed to feel good at the moment.Under the warm sun, Adonis and Jesse gave out food, clothes, and stuff the kids needed. The kids were so happy and thankful, their eyes shining bright. It was a really nice feeling, knowing they were making the kids' day better. As the day went on, Adonis felt really happy. Seeing the kids' happy faces made all the effort worth it. The connection between them was special – it showed that even little things can bring big happin
The following morning, Oliver, Harriet, and Toria found themselves in a flurry of activity as they gathered their belongings, preparing for the journey to the airport. However, before they could depart, Harriet seemed to have an uncanny talent for introducing delays. First, she lingered longer than necessary while getting dressed, leaving Oliver tapping his foot impatiently. Then, just as they were on the brink of departure, she suddenly exclaimed that she had forgotten something upstairs.Oliver's frustration was very much obvious, but he managed to contain it. After what felt like an eternity, they finally made their way out the door, leaving behind the house and its vexing delays in pursuit of their flight.As they continued on their journey, Harriet once again brought their progress to a halt, this time claiming she urgently needed to use the restroom."Harriet, we're running late for God’s sake, you can’t keep delaying us like this, it makes no sense that you keep doing this, thi
Under the shroud of an unusually quiet day, the trio arrived at the police station, their footsteps echoing in the stark, sterile corridor. Unlike before, there were no persistent journalists with probing questions, no curious spectators, and no news anchors clamoring for a sensational story. Adonis had orchestrated their arrival with precision, keeping Oliver's face concealed from prying eyes.The subdued atmosphere enveloped them as they walked in. The absence of the usual chaos was very obvious and it emphasized the gravity of their situation. Each step, while seemingly ordinary, carried the weight of what was happening.As the commissioner caught sight of Oliver, his eyes widened in sheer disbelief. Turning to Adonis, he exclaimed, "Where in the world did you find him?"Adonis, his demeanor calm and composed, began to recount the entire story. "We tracked him down, Commissioner, with the help of someone on the inside, someone you would never even believe would have helped like thi
In the hours leading to the upcoming court hearing, Adonis knew there was one crucial piece of the puzzle left to uncover: the identity of Oliver's true father. If Queen Sophia was his mother, and King Archie wasn't his father, then who was?With determination, curiosity and conflict burning in his heart, Adonis rose early one afternoon, fully aware that time was running out. He had a singular purpose in mind.Jesse, ever loyal, offered to accompany him, but Adonis shook his head. " No, I need to do this one alone, Jesse" he insisted.Jesse persisted, "At least take some guards with you then, your highness. It's safer, don’t you think so?"After a moment's consideration, Adonis relented. "Alright, one guard, and my driver then, just to be on the safer side," he conceded.With his resolve unwavering, Adonis set out on this final quest for the truth, the weight of the impending court hearing and the secrets of his family's past pressing heavily on his shoulders. As Adonis arrived at his