Just a fluke

Meanwhile…

"Isn't that nice?" Moose raised a hand over his brows, checking where the golf ball reached. He whistled as the corner of his mouth curled, sliding his eyes to the other person in their small group.

"I guess it's a win," he said, making Axel narrow his eyes. "Lucky me!"

"I don't think it's mere luck. Mr. M is truly a talented man, don't you think?" Axel remarked, snapping his eyes at other members of the board with them. "Isn't that right?"

His remark elicited words of praise for the most popular man on the board. They clapped and laughed while Moose accepted all praises with a wide smile.

"Everyone is too generous with their words —" Moose halted as he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. Checking the caller, his smile remained, casting everyone a look. "I'll take this call. Please proceed without me."

Axel glanced at Moose's hand and smiled. Turning to the members of the board, his smile stretched.