123 The Culprit And The Stupid Prince

"'Ah! If it isn't my wonderful, breathtaking, intelligent sister, Cyrena," Prince Owen said as a wanton smile spread out across his lips.

"Brother, dashing as always, no wonder all the ladies swoon over you."

Before Prince Owen could retort, King Bayard took the initiative to put a stop to their bickering. He wasn't ready to have two grown up children fight like Children!!

"Good, now that you both are here, it is time to conclude this episode of the theft," King Bayard said, his gaze pacing between his two children.

"Guards, go to the investigation unit and ask them to round him, Brandon up and bring him here at once."

One of the guards left to carry out the King's orders.

In no distant time had he left, and then he returned with two detainers and a frail looking Mr Brandon.

Mr Brandon was brought in before the king and made to kneel before the throne.

"Gerald, read out his crimes," King Bayard ordered.

"Yes, Your Majesty."