Chapitre 49: Chapter 49

　　Adrian Nielsen

　　"I'm not training with you." I said as I got out of the boxing ring to avoid having a training session with Chance. He's a good boxer and I don't want to have bruises for a month.

　　"Why not?" Chance laughed as he put down his water and phone. He turned to our trainer, Jeff, and smirked.

　　"I'm done for the day."

　　"One game, Nielsen. One game won't hurt." Chance said and I took my water bottle from the ground shaking my head in the process.

　　"You're such a loser." He mocked.

　　"I rather be a loser than going around in a wheelchair. Last time I had a match with you, I ended up with crutches you dickhead." I hissed and Jeff laughed.

　　"Why the hell are you doing in Paris? Aren't you supposed to be in Denmark?" I turned my head to see Angelo walking in.

　　"Why the hell are you in Paris? Aren't you supposed to be in Italy?" I mocked him by imitating his voice. Chance laughed and Angelo glared at me.