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
Adonis, now back at the palace, swiftly summoned his lawyer in preparation for the imminent court hearing. As the lawyer entered the room, Adonis wasted no time in recounting everything he had uncovered—the medical reports, the letter from his father, and the shocking revelation about Oliver's true parentage.The lawyer's eyes widened in disbelief as Adonis poured out the startling details of his discoveries. He stammered, "Your Highness, this is... I mean, it's beyond belief."Adonis nodded, a sense of astonishment still fresh in his mind. "I was just as shocked when I first uncovered it," he admitted, his voice tinged with a mixture of emotions.The lawyer, now regaining his composure, leaned forward. "Your Highness, this information could be a game-changer in court. We have a strong case now."Adonis sighed, the weight of his newfound knowledge pressing on him. "Yes, but it's also a double-edged sword. I need to tread carefully, especially with Queen Sophia involved."The lawyer no
The courtroom was charged with an air of anticipation as the charges against Adonis were read out once more. The prosecuting attorneys were then given the floor to question Adonis, and they wasted no time. "Prince Adonis," the lead prosecutor began, her voice sharp and probing, "is it true that you harbored intentions of revenge against those who mistreated you before you learned of your royal lineage?" Adonis, composed yet tense, met her gaze. "Yes, that is very true," he replied firmly. Adonis's defense attorney, realizing the potentially detrimental path this line of questioning could lead to, swiftly interjected, "Your Honor, I must object. This line of questioning is very much irrelevant to the current case and should not even be asked." The judge, a stern figure at the bench, raised an eyebrow. " There is nothing wrong with the question so I will allow it. Continue," she directed, giving the prosecution the green light to proceed. The defense attorney, now somewhat defeated,
In the hushed courtroom after Harriet’s testimony, Adonis's lawyer rose to his feet, a sense of urgency in his eyes. "Your Honor," he requested, "I also have a piece of evidence that I believe will definitely shed new light on this case." The judge, intrigued, granted the request with a nod. "Very well, proceed." With a few clicks of his laptop, the lawyer played the video that had been recorded during the unfaithful servant's confession. The courtroom fell into a tense silence as the footage illuminated the large screen. The unfaithful servant's voice filled the room as he recounted his role in the conspiracy. The audience listened attentively, the weight of his words sinking in. As the video played on, the persecution lawyer's face contorted with disbelief. He attempted to object, but the judge silenced him, allowing the video to play to its conclusion. The courtroom buzzed with disbelief as the unfaithful servant's confession hung heavy in the air. The revelation that an elder,
The judge finally spoke and she said, "The case will be adjourned until further notice, pending the apprehension of Oliver then." Her words hung heavily in the courtroom, and Adonis felt a sinking feeling in his chest. He had hoped for closure and justice, but now it seemed elusive.Adonis stepped out of the courtroom, his disappointment evident on his face. He couldn't hide his frustration about the unexpected turn of events.Turning to the commissioner, Adonis demanded an explanation for Oliver's escape. The commissioner reiterated the same story, but Adonis wasn't satisfied. He needed reassurance that Oliver would be apprehended soon.With a stern gaze, Adonis told the commissioner, "You have until the end of this week to find Oliver. I won't tolerate any more delays, weakness and excuses, how on earth could you have lost a man that I managed to get myself for you even though it is very much your job to find him, I find him finish, hand him over to you and he still manages to escap
Adonis awoke to a message from one of his guards, conveying the elders' urgent request for a meeting. With his mind preoccupied by the ongoing crisis involving Oliver, he hurriedly made his way to the tribunal hall, expecting to discuss matters related to the kingdom's predicament. However, as he entered the hall, the elders had a surprising revelation awaiting him. Their expressions bore a mixture of concern and anticipation, hinting at the gravity of the news they were about to deliver. Adonis, feeling a sense of intrigue tinged with apprehension, took his place among the council of elders. He couldn't help but wonder what had led them to summon him with such urgency and what unexpected developments might be at play. As soon as he sat, the eldest elder among them, cleared his throat to address the prince. "Your Highness," he began, "we understand the pressing matters that have consumed your attention lately, but we felt it necessary to inform you of an unexpected turn of events."