Chapter 64 _ Clive's POV "Mr. Johnson" I turned to the housekeeper, who took a step backward quickly. "You have a visitor waiting for you in the living room," he said. I furrowed my brows quickly, my countenance cold, and watched him cower down in fear. Then slowly, I let a smile form on my face and moved closer to him. I placed a hand on his shoulder and squeezed hard, enough to reprimand him. "You know how much I hate having visitors waiting for me," I said, gritting my lips as I forced my smile in place. "I'm sorry, Mr. Johnson. But he insisted," he replied. I let go of him after a minute and walked into the house to see the unpleasant visitor. "Hey," Dan waved when he saw me. I sighed, annoyed at the nerve he had. He must think we are friends now for him to just walk into my place. "Why are you here? I told you not to contact me directly," I said, moving to take a seat beside him. He bowed his head a little, looking distraught. "Coach kicked me out of the team," he
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