Chase’s POV“Mr. Chase, should I make your dinner with something from the list?” My housekeeper, who also happened to be my chef, asked me.“Just make a glass of smoothie for me,” I told her.I wasn’t in the mood to eat anything right now, and besides, I wanted to be very fit for the game tomorrow. Most times, going on something light, especially when it consisted of fruits, always helped.“Okay, sir,” she said and left without asking further questions.Then I went back to doing the exercise I was doing before she came. I wanted my legs to feel better by all means before tomorrow.“Damn her,” I said, referring to Carmen, for noticing what everyone always failed to notice.She didn’t know anything about me and how far I had come. She, along with everyone out there, had no idea what it felt like to be Chase Maddox. It was easy to admire me, wish to be like me, ask for autographs, ask silly questions in the name of interviews, and even crush on me because they had no clue what it took to
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