“Pierre would meet us up in the basement room in less than two minutes. Please we need to head out,” Celine promptly said.“Was he able to catch up with Blaise,” Raphael asked in deep curiosity but Celine shook her head on having no idea. Raphael stared at her and beheld the nervousness echoing in her eyes.In less than a minute Celine and Raphael had walked inside the basement room in profound anticipation.Remember the basement wasn't always crowded by people unless they needed to move out old stored champagnes to the storage room.It was the best avenue for a meeting after work hours given the in-depth nature of their mission.“Where's the? Where's Pierre,” Celine spoke out, her words engrossed in building fear. Her eyes glanced through the corners of the room.Her mind drifted to several scenarios as to why Pierre wasn't available till that very moment. She desperately feared that Blaise had already snitched on them.Could that have been possible?Raphael preferred to stay calm. H

Raphael's mind didn't stay active for thirty minutes without drifting towards the mission on Wednesday.He didn't inform Jacques Claude Gauthier of the plan to bring down Mrs Elise. Well according to him, he'd expect his son to learn from her instead. Only if he knew what she had been doing.It was Tuesday morning. Mrs Elise kept an open eye on the three musketeers right from the morning they registered to work. She ensured she arrived by 7:30 am that very day as the thought of a possible plan from them bothered her.Raphael, Celine, and Pierre maintained a slight closeness aside from the usual greetings that friends indulged in. They were more engrossed with work being the fact that Celine needed to cover up for Mrs. Louise as she always worked for just five hours that Tuesday.‘Could it be my mind playing a fast one on me? I haven't seen anything out of place with those three. I think I should chill out,’ Mrs Elise had to mutter to herself whilst she ambled back and forth to her off

Immediately Raphael overheard Pierre's words about a document he quickly went towards his standpoint. He had already stretched forth the documents he got from the account office.Celine wiped off her soaked-up teary face to have access to the document as well. That she couldn't succeed in hers doesn't mean she shouldn't cross-check.Raphael was able to study the documents from nine months back and some specific clients whom Mrs Elise had indulged in business with.It was specifically stated how much the business deal was worth. With such information, the musketeers could have an idea of how much they steal.Raphael was able to comprehend how smart Mrs Elise was. She understands that unplanned stealing would somehow expose her tracks and she's done quite well in keeping her profile intact.Raphael was swift in going through the list of past partners because he needed to memorize most of the names.Opting to take the documents home would raise questions in the hearts of Celine and Pierr

For Raphael not to have flinched when he threatened to call on the police simply meant something; he's got something against him.Raphael still kept silent and continued clicking his tongue. He glanced through the mansion and knew he had something to hide. Why would he drop his phone back?Mr. Bruce leaned further and stared properly if by any means he could recognize Raphael but no slight chance that he did.“Mr. Bruce, wouldn't you want to continue with your coffee when it's still hot? Or have you suddenly lost the zeal to read more about Fashion shows, huh?” Raphael sarcastically implied, still maintaining his top-notch influence on him.He seemed rather dumbstruck and pondered how long the young man seated in front of him had known him or whatever he was trying to use against him.Ironically, unknown to Bruce, Raphael has no concrete evidence aside from the business deal Mrs Elise and her cohort had with him was offline (hidden from the company's book record). That's all! But he's

Raphael uncontrollably glared at Mr Bruce with every sense of warning aura. He had better not bluff with him or have himself stuck in regrets.“Al-alright I'll… I'll pay the cash. Please don't have me jailed. Please,” Mr Brute irresistibly begged with his two hands placed together in a plea.Raphael didn't have the intention of putting him behind bars. The only punishment he needed to unleash on him was making that huge payment.If Mr Brute had known better he wouldn't have endeavored in such shady business deals with Mrs Elise and her cohorts in the first place cause he's gonna lose a lot more.“Enjoy your cold coffee and keep those eyes of yours on those Fashion show magazines,” Raphael sarcastically implied to make fun of him.In his efforts to walk off completely, he returned and added a few words. “And better keep your mouth shut and stay off from shady businesses. I've got my eyes on you,” he expressed with a scoff across his cheeks.He needed to instill profound fear in him to