Chapter 163: The Chairman's Office
November 3rd, 2010
The chairman's office felt like a different world.
Tucked away at the top of the stadium's main stand, it was all polished wood, soft lighting, and spotless surfaces far from the muddy fields and shouting coaches below.
The faint smell of leather and expensive cleaning products hung in the air, too clean, too perfect.
Niels had never felt comfortable here.
It wasn't just the quiet or the shine it was what the place stood for.
This was where decisions were made with spreadsheets and profit margins, not passion and sweat. It had nothing to do with the game he loved.
Behind a massive desk sat Mr. Hargreaves, the Chairman.
His expression was calm and polite, carefully unreadable.
He gave a small nod and motioned to the chair across from him.
"Niels. Thanks for coming."
Niels stayed on his feet, his hands buried in his pockets. "You said it was urgent."
Mr. Hargreaves looked at him steadily, his face still unreadable.
