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
“Sir, I have a visual confirmation. He's currently at Enfield Rolls Grills and will catch a coffee in the next thirty minutes before he leaves for the office,” a certain voice on the phone informed.“Thank you and Great job,” Raphael delightfully responded. Within a split second, the call ended.Raphael has got himself a professional spy who actively gave him the locations of Moreau's family, Andre, and Marcel, that propelled their arrest.He got him involved with Mr Bruce and it pretty seems like the show is about to get started!“Good Morning Young Master,” Benoit expressed from the other side of the door.‘What! Right on time. Seems like he always knew when I needed him,’ Raphael couldn't help but acknowledge the senior butler came forth when he got him in thought.“Do come on in,” he calmly instructed Benoit.Raphael had been awake for over three years since he woke up by dawn. He had been anticipating a response from his professional spy who had been trailing Mr Bruce for almost
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
“Mrs. Elise, The HR of the Lion Winery Industries, she's always the one who spoke more from our first meeting about nine months ago,” Mr. Brute finally mentioned that name he's been wanting to hear him say.Raphael laughed a million times in his heart. He couldn't express how excited he was that his tactics worked so well on Mr Brute.But he couldn't vehemently express it cause that would send a wrong signal to Brute and have him suspect what had been in tune all this while.Mr Brute leaned further, this time around he was garnering more confidence to spill more names. No need to be scared over what he couldn't control.“Also, The Account Officer, by the name Mr. Josue, ensured everything we officially agreed upon was signed and stamped upon,” He didn't hesitate but unleashed more words. He was fighting not to be jailed.Raphael slightly nodded his head to his last words about Mr Josue and the documents being stamped. ‘Indeed, they've got an official document that's well signed, huh?
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
“How many standard bottle sizes do you intend to purchase?” Mrs Louise earnestly inquired with an anticipatory gaze all over her eyes.Benoit rolled his eyes in thought before mouthing some words. “150 would be perfect for the nightclub,” he calmly responded with a mild expression.“150 is obtainable. You'd need to access the offline documents and be certain you're okay with your figures and discreet conditions attached,” Mrs. Louise got talking again and placed the documents for Benoit to have a proper gaze at.You would be pondering what the senior butler has to do with Mrs Louise, the Production manager of Lion Winery Industries, huh? The onset isn't far-fetched.{FLASHBACK 10 HOURS EARLIER}Raphael had just stormed out from the police station after presenting the recording device evident to CPO that seemed not to be enough. He parted the front seat door open by himself and slammed it with a hitch of breath.Benoit without being told already knew Raphael was in a bad state as thing
“Sure. Live and direct. I've got no duplicates elsewhere. I'm Benoit” he responded to her inquiry as she hadn't met with him before.Mr Benoit stood up majestically with his chest deliberately out and offered a hug which Mrs Louise nervously acknowledged.Benoit was undoubtedly a good-looking man despite being a senior butler he's got a stylist's prowess with words and didn't see Mrs Louise as one he couldn't entice either.He maintained firmness in his disposition which was prompted by how he welcomed her. He needed her to feel outrightly comfortable with this unknown man she was about to indulge in a shady business with.Benoit strongly believes in the popular expression that says; “ First impressions do matter,” and as such he ensured he was on top of his game from the onset.He maintained an intriguing eye contact with her which got her blushing despite being married. Benoit was indeed something else.“Your man is doing so well with her. He's fully in control,” the professional du
Benoit and Mrs Louise exited from Enfield Rolls and Grills with all smiles. To Mrs Louise, she would become more dollars richer whilst to Benoit he's secured worthwhile evidence that would stand tall in court. In her thoughts. Benoit would do the needful by reaching out to her after requesting her cell number. Would he possibly do such a thing? Benoit intentionally stalled his movements to ensure she zoomed off with her car before heading into the vehicle where his allies were. “Yippee!” Raphael and the spy agent exclaimed in excitement. Damn, unbelievable. Benoit fell into emotions on beholding the young master chuckled in profound gratitude. Indeed his hand work didn't go unnoticed. He's done his part to ensure his goals for Raphael come to a realization. Benoit sprinted towards Raphael and embraced him with his hands shaking. Both held themselves in deep emotions. Raphael could hear his heart pounding in excitement. He should have been amazed at how he pulled such an effort so
“In the course of the investigation, the president of France and other ambassadors from five South American countries got involved when they learned the esteemed Grand Lord, Raphael Gauthier, was also in the contest with The Ultimate Branded Champagne.”“I’m here to announce to y'all that we've acquired implicating evidence that over the last half a decade, Alexandre Petit has continually connived with twenty high-ranked staff of the European Winery Exhibition Contest to condemn justice and fairness, which has made him the winner in consecutive occasions!”The crowd slammed their voices in anger as they booed at Alexandre Petit with disdainful tongues.“In this year's edition, he had an accomplice by the name of Lucas Moreau, months back in agreement, they attempted to assassinate Raphael Gauthier and his stepbrother, Hugo Lambert. We have all the evidence and there's no hiding and running for them.Immediately his voice echoed. Multiple police officers who had strategically positione
THREE MONTHS ON… “Distinguished Ladies and Gentlemen, it's an honor to have y'all in attendance for over two hours at the European Winery Exhibition Contest, the world's most rated Winery contest ever to breathe!” The host exclaimed in profound esteem The crowd responded in a shriek of happiness and coherence. It was indeed an honor to be invited, and I would always go down memory lane. “This year’s edition has been for over one month and today being the final, y'all stayed till the last month when the winner would be announced!” “Today’s event commenced in four, the semi-finals, and down to two finalists: The Ultimate Branded Champagne and The Lion Winery Industries. Thank you for staying till when it mattered most!” Jubilation entrapped the distinguished guests as they shone their teeth in profound excitement. They couldn't wait to see who would go home with the esteemed prize of the decade. In great attendance were Raphael and Celine with a group of devoted supporters; t
“I don't care if I die the next minute or get arrested and pay for my crimes. As long as I divulge what has been hidden for decades, then my part has been done,” Hugo mouthed with a short gasp breath, his face gripped with sweat as he held onto his step-older brother.All along, Raphael had presumed his younger stepbrother was bluffing about having information to spill. It seemed like he had finally gotten his attention.“Really? You got any information?” his brows raised in keenness.Agathe waved at the medical personnel who sheepishly departed from the room. They had already overstayed. It's family time!“Yes, I do, dear brother…”“I know none of my words would change the past and the evil I've done to you, which led to the death of your mother, banishment, and many others, including sleeping with your ex-wife,” he spilled those hard words out. And once again, the ugly past flashed before Raphael’s face.Agathe strode towards him and patted his shoulder; she understood how painful i
For the greater good of his power and what it believes in, Hugo Lambert should be saved by his older stepbrother despite the pains he has inflicted. GrandLord Raphael Gauthier, in a state of pain and anger, understood that and had to do the needful.‘Hugo you've fought so hard against death. Time to come back to us,’ GrandLord Raphael Gauthier communioned with the deteriorated state of Hugo Lambert.He believed he could hear his words. One of the containers had a well-prepared honey with herbal ointment in it as his inner power whispered what he should do.Agathe Lambert muttered a thousand prayers in her heart as her hands shook in fear. She might not be a great fan of Hugo from inception but she wouldn't want him dead either. The medical personnel stood in disorientation as they beheld the unprecedented movie being played before their eyes.GrandLord Raphael Gauthier signaled Agathe Lambert, who assisted in slightly opening Hugo's mouth to enable him to pour the herbal medicine insi
Agathe Lambert was struck in a state of slight confusion and vibrantness. She quickly strode towards where Hugo Lambert had laid for over a week as his health deteriorated. The medical renowned doctors followed behind to witness what would unfold sooner.It wasn't a pretense that the medical experts had little or no hope of what the GrandLord could do differently. They engaged in indistinct communication amongst themselves while their faces were etched with doubts, disbelief, and slight confusion.Grand Lord Raphael Gauthier stood face to face before his stepbrother. He exhaled deeply with his eyes intentionally closed while he trailed his oil-soaked right finger on his chest towards his abdomen back to his chest and throat.Agathe Lambert instantly wondered what Raphael's right finger was doing on Hugo's chest. She somewhat feared that he might want to avenge what happened to his late mother. The medical personnel maintained their indistinct conversations with their heads and eye gou
She knew GrandLord Raphael Gauthier was quite an intentional human and wouldn't mouth those unexpected words if he didn't mean them. Nonetheless, she couldn't control how astonished she seemed.For a moment she gave up on GrandLord Raphael Gauthier ever believing her about Hugo Lambert or what he had to tell him. She believed the past ugly incident would cloud his judgment on believing her.“The more time we waste the less chance he has to survive the poison,” GrandLord Raphael Gauthier quickly spoke out.He promptly offered Agathe Lambert his right hand as an aid to lift herself off the ground. He went ahead and offered her a white handkerchief to wipe off her tears while she made efforts to stand.The driver had his mouth slightly opened at how he thought he'd soon head back to the mansion or the office. However, his boss had other plans for the day.“Why the sudden change of heart? I could swear you would have zoomed off without looking back,” Agathe Lambert hinted as her eyes popp
He tutted his lips even more in disagreement and displeasure with his lips curved in disbelief and contempt. He shook his head more often while anticipating what Agathe Lambert would say next.She wasn't making any single sense with her words about Hugo Lambert's poisoned state and his request to speak with him. Agathe Lambert temporarily went speechless while glancing at him and other gatekeepers who could grasp the building conversations.“Drop this trick to get me to heal him 'cause that's not happening. He caused the death of my mother. You wasted your time in making me come over,” GrandLord Raphael Gauthier blurted out while taking a step backward.He felt there were no more words left unsaid with his younger step-sister and got to head back to the mansion or, better still, see how Pierre was handling business in his absence.It was better than being at the wrong time at the wrongest time. Driving from the mansion on Agathe Lambert's request seemed like a waste of time.“Good day
“Several medical professionals have conducted several diagnoses, but he's none responsive to their treatments,” Agathe Lambert, after a few moments, uttered more words to establish clarity.She had anticipated to bark at her immediately when she uttered the last words or even an immediate response which he didn't. Hence, she had to delve back to words that would build stamina to whatever his thought organs were entertaining.GrandLord Raphael Gauthier intentionally kept mute and steadily set his sight on her believing she got more words unspilled. His eyebrows were raised more with his two hands placed across his waist while trying to make sense of where Agathe Lambert was driving.“Hugo?” he somewhat mouthed with his eyes blinking. “Poisoned?” His last words followed with a question. “By who?” GrandLord Raphael Gauthier promptly inquired with a somewhat calmer tone. “When?” he went further in striding towards the path of questions.Questions engrossed in inquiries which was all Grand
GrandLord Raphael Gauthier hastily mouthed with his eyebrows raised in building annoyance. He kept his sight steadily on Agathe Lambert striving to make meaning to her last statement. He knew she wasn't joking but needed a form of clarity in her speech.Agathe Lambert vividly remembered all that transpired between Grandlord Raphael Gauthier and Hugo and should be the last person to make such statements when the GrandLord is concerned.Agathe Lambert was somewhat confused about what to respond with as her gaze quickly dropped off. She reactively took two steps backward in perplexed thoughts. GrandLord Raphael Gauthier was swift enough to understand his younger step-sister's last action. He positioned his hand in an akimbo posture while still glaring at her.“I left my mansion for Hugo? That betrayer? You're kidding huh?” GrandLord Raphael Gauthier mouthed once more but his voice heightened this time.Still maintaining his body posture, he took one step forward in search of a response f