CAEL'S POV
At first, I couldn't believe what I heard and even when I tried to accept it, it wasn't working out well for me. I faced the coach who was staring at me fearlessly.
“Did you just call me a scoundrel?” I asked.
“I am supposed to be your coach but you show me no respect. You speak carelessly and act recklessly. I asked you a simple question but you had the guts to delegate that to your… What is he to you?”
“Assistant, sir,” Charles replied. “By the way, it was my idea to come here. My boss had no idea what we were going to do here so don't be too angry at him.”
The coach looked away, “Is that so? Then you should have said so from the beginning.”
“Maybe I would have been able to explain if you weren't so rash with your conclusion,” I pointed out.
The coach turned to me, “Tha
