She glances out the window toward the front of the coronation hall, her expression shifting to one of disdain. "The same as the days before. He's set up a recliner in front of The Great Coronation Hall and has been lounging there, soaking in the sunshine. And when he's not doing that, he visits the
Third POV The moment Fiona enters, the hall erupts in murmurs and gasps. Jeremy's confident facade crumbles, and he stands frozen, his expression aghast. His face, once smug and sure, turns as white as a ghost. "What is she doing here?" Rowena and Leah exclaim in unison. Rowena's eyes narrow wit
I nod, absorbing Micah's words. Our entire plan hinges on Jeremy and Leah's attempt to manipulate the fake prototype detector. It's a calculated risk, but the potential payoff is immense. Micah and I had meticulously designed the detector to serve as a trap. Fitted with a tiny camera, it captures b
Fiona’s POV The air in the room thickens with an unspoken tension as Wilson stares at the necklace, his eyes reflecting a storm of emotions. Amelia, still blissfully unaware, attempts to untangle her necklace from Wilson's cufflink. "Oh, sorry! My necklace got caught. It's a family heirloom. My m
But then I remember everything he put me through. The way he tarnished my image because of Rowena. The way he made my life hell in Alastair before I was finally forced to leave. “Take you to her? She died in childbirth, Wilson. She was too weak to survive. And I am sure if she was alive she wouldn’
Fiona’s POV Nervously, I pace back and forth across the room, my eyes fixed on the laptop placed in the center. It's connected to the fake detector cleverly set up by Micah in his father's room. The minutes ticking by feel like an eternity, and the lack of activity on the screen intensifies my nerv
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the hall shifts as mobile phones across the room start to buzz. People hastily take them out, the sound of videos opening filling the air. Whispers and exclamations erupt as individuals view the videos on their phones. Jeremy's clear admission of killing the king resonate
Fiona’s POV The sanitorium is calm, a serene haven tucked away from the chaotic world outside. It's been a long while since I last visited my father, Richards. The familiar scent of antiseptic lingers in the air as Micah, Amelia, and I make our way through the quiet hallways. When we reach his roo