Raphael Gauthier handed the parcel over to Benoit whose eyelids kept blinking. He sprinted into the office to inform him of his younger brother's abrupt health condition.Benoit in a few minutes was receiving a gift for Chevalier. For real?“I've bought those gifts specifically for him but haven't had the time to do the needful.”“Tell him he'll get better soon. He should accept these gifts on my behalf,” Raphael Gauthier requested. From how he was mouthing, it seemed like he was speaking to himself.Benoit tilted his head in politeness while he unleashed an appreciation stare before sprinting off.Benoit's family has always been well taken care of by Jacques Claude Gauthier.However, since Raphael Gathuier won the court case against Mrs. Elise. He had made sure he tripled whatever benefits Benoit's family had been enjoying.In less than five minutes Pierre ambled into the office with some files.“Sir please I need your signature in approval of one thousand champagne standard bottles
‘Oh No, does he want to get killed? Huh?’‘I could have just headed straight to grandfather's mansion,’ Raphael Gauthier persistently said to himself as his face etched with concern and confusion.For the past months, he had perceived how unique Pierre had been in his actions and pattern of thoughts but not being frightened by a group of armed robbers was out of the equation.Raphael Gauthier had already lost his mother and wasn't ready to lose a friend that very night but it seemed like Pierre didn't give a hoot at whatever consequence of facing the armed robbers eyeball to eyeball.Raphael didn't lay on the floor as instructed by the armed robber. He opted to stand firm in support of his friend no matter the outcome.“Huh? Both of you have refused to adhere to simple instructions? You want to be heroes tonight right?” one of the armed robbers voiced out in contempt as his eyes glared at Pierre and Raphael.The armed robbers intentionally switched their attention from their thievery
Raphael Gauthier took five steps closer to where the once frightened customers and staff were and winked at them to stand back to their feet.“None of you want to fight again? Huh? You all are suddenly begging. I thought you had cutlasses? Why not use it and shred me into pieces?” Pierre mockingly challenged them.He knew they wouldn't dare stand on their feet and do as he just said. He wanted to unashamedly paint the defeat right in their faces.“Shame on you all! Shame on you all. Shame on you all!” The customers and staff had finally grown some hard balls.They roared in contempt and disgust for the armed robbers to face Pierre since they were acclaimed to be tougher.[Prove what you spill!]Pierre wasn't satisfied with how the armed robbers backed down so easily after a few unleashed punches. He had wanted to teach them more bitter life lessons they wouldn't forget so soon.He presumed they weren't professionals but hungry citizens who opted to rob a supermarket with cutlasses.If
Pierre's heart exploded with joy and surprise after perceiving the words of his friend and boss. ‘He needs me to teach him martial arts?’ he continually asked himself in disbelief.For over thirty seconds the two friends had their eyes glued at each other. Pierre was dumbstruck given the fact he never envisioned that Raphael Gauthier would ever make such a request from him.[Oops!]Pierre's martial skills have been undetected by most people because he's done a better job of staying away from any event that would precipitate a fight.[Why?]The incident at Rosenberg Park Supermarket was one of its kind that he couldn't but react before something uglier went wrong when he could conveniently avert it.Raphael Gauthier was most likely growing impatient when he hadn't received a response from his friend for almost a minute. Some many questions engulfed his heart that he didn't know the next words that Pierre would utter:‘Did I make a mistake by making such offer? I do need to learn how to
Raphael Gauthier didn't permit his friend to head back home that very night. He maintained that he spent the night in Jacques Claude Gauthier's mansion.Pierre was given an abode to settle for the night. The mansion has several rooms where a visitor would rest his head shouldn't be a debate.Pierre felt welcomed by everyone most especially during dinner time. Jacques Claude Gauthier did all he could to inculcate a sense of acceptance from his household.If one had seen how they wined and giggled together. It would be almost impossible to believe that Pierre was completely new in the mansion.[Could Jacques Claude Gauthier be pulling these stunts because he knew his grandson would learn some exceptional skills from him or would he have treated him the same regardless?]Whatever reasons it could be. Pierre could have figured it out already if Jacques Claude Gauthier was playing a pretense card!Pierre was about to retire for the night when Raphael Gauthier paused his motion a few miles
‘I asked for it and I shall get it?’ Raphael Gauthier reiterated Pierre's words in his heart.Pierre had the car engine en route without any delays. Time for long speeches was over hence his boss would have to get what he requested.The salient question that must have been in Rapahel's heart was where exactly he was being taken for the training.It was completely normal for him to make those inquiries given the fact Pierre abruptly stopped giving excuses and decided to zoom off with the car.Pierre remained mute and concentrated on the supposedly short trip ahead of him. Raphael Gauthier believed he wasn't kidnapped or in any sort of trouble so why should he worry himself so much?He also at some point induced himself to calmness and awaited whatever event would unfold in the near minutes.“Young Master, we're almost there. Just about five minutes,” Pierre notified him with a calmer tone.Raphael Gauthier nodded his head intermittently even after his friend had exhausted what he had t
“Pierre, Raphael Gauthier is home,” he reiterated and drew the attention of his friend who for the past three minutes had been calm and observant.He beheld the excitement in the face of his boss and friend when he got cognizant of The Ringside punching bag. He wasn't able to completely understand why Raphael Gauthier would embrace it for over one minute.‘Has he been into combat before? Why the love and admiration? Huh?’ Pierre didn't like being taken unaware and was searching through to grasp answers.There was something uniquely strange about Raphael Gauthier. Little wonder he had to realize Pierre's combat skills after he strived to hide it for the longest time.[A single incident at Rosenberg Park Supermarket changed the course of action.]Pierre had never embraced the Ringside punching bag aside from observing his usual training drills. But to Raphael Gathuier it was personal like he was born for that.Right there Pierre knew he had to employ every necessary method in training R
Raphael Gauthier narrowed his eyes in slight thoughts as Pierre awaited a response to his last statement. He knew for him to ask for a condition before endeavoring in tutelage must be consequential.“Pierre, what condition could that possibly be? As long as it goes in tandem with my belief system. Then I'd willingly consent,” he intelligently responded as he tried to maintain steady eye contact with his friend.Pierre gently put his hands on his waist and ambled towards the back of the Ringside punching bag stand.‘Where could he be headed? What condition could that be? What kind of sacrifice is expected?’ Raphael Gauthier couldn't help to inquire inwardly as he glued his eyes on him.Pierre on the other hand presumed his friend and boss should be in a planet of different thoughts but sooner he'd obtain answers to his questions.Pierre gently receded towards Raphael Gathuier's position holding a golden little box in his palm. The sight of this alone intensifies his curiosity.In less
“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