Todos los capítulos de Finding Mr. Perfect: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

“Are you sure this plan will work?” Lady Celestine asked her daughter, Elara.Elara and her mother were inside the palace, settled in Celestine’s quarters. Since Celestine had been married to the previous king, it was only natural for them to have a place within its walls. However, tension between the Roselinds and Aldrich had simmered ever since the previous king’s death, prompting them to leave for Roselind Manor when Aldrich took the throne.Celestine’s room was spotless, free of cameras or listening devices for good reason. She had her own trusted staff tend to it regularly, ensuring its privacy even during her frequent absences.“Mother, don’t worry, everything will work according to plan.” Elara sat in her chair, grinning. “We all know Kenneth can find the finest dirt in the digital world, but with him being interrogated and the investigator in our pocket, he won’t be able to look into how the king was poisoned.”“What about his wife?” Celestine asked curiously.“What about his

“I want you to sleep,” Kenneth ordered his wife.“How can I sleep with this situation?” Freya asked.Inner Devil: ‘Oh sure, just flip the magic sleep switch, genius.’ Inner Devil 2: ‘Exactly! There’s a crisis, my cortisol is breakdancing, and he thinks I’m just gonna nap?’The two were in Kenneth’s office. Freya wanted to discuss the plan, but the man wanted her to rest.“Freya, we need to take care of the pregnancy,” Kenneth reminded. “If you are not going to sleep, I’m going to ask Graham to send you to Halliport while I deal with this mess.”Inner Devil: ‘Sir? How dare you threaten a pregnant woman with exile!’ Inner Devil 2: ‘I swear, I did not sign up for this! Why is this happening to us?’“But I don’t want to leave you,” Freya said, her eyes brimming with tears.“Then sleep.” Kenneth pulled her into his arms. He kissed her forehead, eyes, and lips, saying, “Trust me, everything will be okay. This is just a bump on the road.”Just then, a knock on the door interrupted their ex

Freya saw through the one-way mirror how her husband had lost it.She understood why.Even her inner thoughts were enraged. Inner Devil: ‘She wants a royal pardon and a marriage? What’s next, a lifetime supply of gold-plated marshmallows?!’Inner Devil 2: ‘I swear, if I have to live in her brain for one more second, I’m turning her into a Snacketh-Thou-and-Shall-Repenteth-Forever peanut myself!’“You think you are that entitled?!” Kenneth snapped. “We are talking about a person’s life! Not just anybody, but the king! Yet, you dare raise demands!” Kenneth slammed his hand against the table’s surface. “Tell us how you got the poison, and I might just go easy on you—”“What are you going to do, huh? What will the great Kenneth Wright do?” Elara challenged. “I am already at my lowest! There is nothing you can do to me that could convince me otherwise!”“If you want the king to live, I want my demands met!” she screamed.“If you don’t hand over the antidote, I’ll reveal your uncle’s secr

“My beloved people,” Aldrich began, his voice steady, firm, alive. “Your king stands before you today. Alive. Strong. And ready once more to serve Freedonia.”It had been a long time since the Palace gardens opened their gates to so many people. Beneath the sprawling canopies of ancient oaks, over five hundred distinguished families filled the rows of chairs, their silks and jewels glittering in the sunlight. Beyond them, the gates strained against the weight of citizens pressing forward for a glimpse of their king. Over a hundred media outlets, both local and international, crowded the front, their cameras flashing and microphones angled toward the podium draped with the royal crest.Aldrich paused, the silence heavy. “Yes, I was poisoned. But let there be no doubt—the traitors who plotted against me are no longer free. The truth has been revealed, and the conspirators have been brought to justice. That includes the House of Roselind, whose betrayal struck not only their king, but th

“So, can I?” Elise asked. She stood by the receiving area of her herbal shop, waiting for Graham’s reply.Graham, who was still stunned by the revelation, was speechless.Elise had five-year-old fraternal twins.She did not know who their father was, and when Graham did the math, he frowned, wondering, 'Could it be?'“Hello?” She called his attention, and that left Graham returning to his senses.“Sorry.” He looked down at his watch regretfully.“Well, isn’t that a knockoff?” Elise asked.“Yeah-yeah,” he said. “It’s just that… It’s a limited edition knockoff, but I’m happy to give it to your son.”“It will probably be too big for him. Why don’t I come along and fit the watch, then I can adjust it for him,” Graham offered.“You can do it on your own?” Elise asked.“If you have a push pin, I can adjust the watch,” Graham replied.Elise hesitated. She said, “I’ll ask a neighbor to accompany us.”Later, Graham rode in an old station wagon that belonged to Elise’s neighbor, a man. A plain-