"No way."

She muttered, eyes widening as though fire would come out of them in no time.

"Alves? What the hell is he doing there. How dare he stand there?"

Simeon gulped in rage, if he had his way, he was about to go to the spot and drag him out.

"Calm your nerves, you are just overthinking. Perhaps is he just there to gain recognition."

Matthew cleared out.

Amidst the complains and arguments of the three, the clap ovation kept on going on. Everyone was clapping except the P.M. He only had a wicked smile in his face as though he was partially enjoying whatever was going on.

Then Alves put up his hand. When he did, there was a dead silence which traversed the nook and crannies of the space. Because of the sight, Madam was beginning feel her stomach unsettled. It was as though she was about to go use the rest room.

Alves took two gentle steps away from the two men. He took a quick glance at Manuel who was right behind him. Manuel nodded softly.

He looked away. His gaze went direct