Mr Laurent sadly fell against the stone floor. His eyes were engrossed with a tinge of sadness and anger. He smirked at the fate of his family and all he could perceive was the worst ever scenario.Laurent Moreau and his wife Emma had managed the hotel for over a decade and have gained prestigious grounds from notable personalities across different provinces in Paris. Suddenly they've lost their jobs through their despised ex-son-in-inlaw?“Dad? Mum? Which Rapahel are you all talking about?” Chloe finally questioned. Since those words fell from her father's mouth she had wished it had better not be what she was thinking about.“Which Raphael! Huh?” she vigorously inquired once again, striving all she could not to lose her mind.“The…” Laurent was about to respond before his wife quickly waved at him to give her the honor of spilling the facts out clearly for their daughter.Mrs. Emma breathed out more mucus from her nostrils and wiped them off with the handkerchief she had with her.“

Raphael headed into his first acquired property to supervise the vigorous removal of The Moreau's properties into the streets where he vehemently needed them to be.“Get every piece that belongs to them and have it all removed. I don't need to see a material of theirs in my mansion,” Raphael stated his words clearly. He sauntered back and forth the living and beheld Moreau's possessions being thrown on the street.Laurent, Emma, and their daughter; Chloe had sprinted into the living room with their necks squeezed to vigorously plead for forgiveness in the hope that mercy would find them.It pretty much seems like the more they cry out for help the tendency of Raphael intensifying his revenge against them keeps burning mercilessly.The screams of pain from Laurent, Emma, and Chloe got the attention of the neighbors as some hastened to their balconies to deduce what was unfolding.The sight of their properties being thrown at the roadside was most humiliating. It also got the attention

Laurent promptly ordered whilst sprinting to intercept his daughter's audaciously intended hit against Emma.“Shit!” voices from the neighborhood echoed. “She nearly slapped her mum huh?” they continually mouthed in disbelief.Laurent shockingly stared at his wife; Emma, whose face was squeezed in a reflection to dodge her daughter's hit against her. Raphael wasn't far-fetched. He had headed to the royal bedroom which his ex-family in-laws once occupied and fed his eyes with Moreau's frustration.Despite the fact he enjoyed every moment of chaos occurring in their midst he was still baffled that Chloe could ever attempt to hit her mum. Like Chloe? Same girl who has been calm despite her parent's incessant reasons to have her divorce him.But finally, she gave in and did as planned. Would Chloe be vehemently blamed for falling into her parents' will? Or did her parents wish for her best in their staunch pursuit to have Raphael divorced?Emma's eyes darkened in disgust at Chloe's attemp

It was already a day highly decorated with Moreau family's humiliation. Raphael needed to temporarily put on hold his disguise mission on The Lion Winery Industries to unleash his revenge on Laurent, Emma, Chloe, and others who have joined the host in his revenge book.His grandfather didn't utter any words to derail him from his revenge quests against his ex-family in-laws because he understood how his grandson's heart was vehemently made up.“Are those just the figures?” Raphael re-emphasized for the sake of clarity before he decided on his next course of action.The two bankers stole glances at each other in response to Raphael who was repeatedly calling a huge figure “Just” If by any means Raphael opted to buy off the landed property it would become the best sales they'd had since the month began.Laurent cried deeply in his heart. Raphael could have humiliated him and his household all day but he persistently prayed in his heart that he wouldn't go ahead in purchasing those prope

Raphael stood firm in his feet after admonishing his first-ever number of staff on the profound requirement needed to remain a staff at Stamford Luxury Suites.The staff had to be informed that the time for jokes was gone with the administration of Laurent and Emma.He stared around as he watched the staff amble back to their duty posts except for those who got to head back home.Raphael can't vehemently vouch for anyone that he could trust, the ones he thought had his back betrayed him with a mere sound of promotion and increment in salary. Pathetic!“Sir. You did handle it well,” a voice abruptly fell from Raphael behind. He narrowed his eyes a little and turned towards his left angle to grasp the identity of who just spilled those words.“Jules?” Raphael called out. He presumed he ought to have gone back to his office. ‘What is he still doing here? And why did he say those to me?’ Raphael had to inquire in his heart whilst still fixing his stare on the Hotel Account Manager.Mr. Ju