Chapter 617 End-of-Season Dinner Party

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Chapter 617 End-of-Season Dinner Party

***VOLUME 005: THE GREATEST OF ALL TIME***

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Saturday, June 2nd, 2018

Turin, Italy

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The sun was setting over Turin, painting the sky with a breathtaking shade of black. Anticipation was in the air as something big was about to happen at the J|Hotel, the luxurious five-star accommodation owned by Juventus, the revered Italian football team.

As the highly anticipated end-of-season Juventus team dinner drew near, the hotel entrance was abuzz with excitement and media attention. Fans anxiously awaited a glimpse of their favorite players while paparazzi held their cameras, constantly searching for the perfect shot.

Soon enough, the excitement became palpable as the star players of Juventus began arriving in style, each stepping out of their sleek Porsche vehicles and onto the red carpet with an air of boundless grace.

The roar of the ecstatic fans and the flash of cameras quickly filled the air as the players and technical staff slowly made their way into the luxurious J|Hotel, many of them arm in arm with their significant others. Of course, there were also a few lone wolves among the group - those single bastards who walked the red carpet alone, disappearing into the hotel with an air of mystery and intrigue.

The atmosphere was electric, the air thick with anticipation. Suddenly, a sleek black Audi Q7 made its grand entrance, rolling up to the entrance with all the grace of a panther. As the car came to a stop, a tall and enigmatic figure emerged, sending a ripple of excitement through the crowd. The night just got a whole lot more fascinating!

The waiters and waitresses, moving with effortless grace, weaved through the crowd, deftly serving wine and other refreshments, adding to the lively ambiance of the evening. It was evident that everyone was eagerly awaiting the start of the dinner, and the festive excitement was palpable, filling the room with an electric energy.

As Zachary settled into a seat and grabbed a refreshing non-alcoholic mojito from the server, an unmistakable voice caught his attention. "Zachary, you've finally made it!" Coach Max Allegri exclaimed, waving in his direction.

Zachary saw his coach approaching and greeted him with a smile. "Hey coach, it's good to see you," he said. "That black tuxedo looks really sharp on you."

Coach Allegri laughed. "Thanks, Zachary. You're looking pretty sharp yourself. Have you thought about wearing suits more often? You might catch the eye of someone special."

Zachary's face lit up with a grin as he approached the coach. The two engaged in some friendly chitchat, reminiscing about their recent season filled with numerous victories, including clinching the Italian Serie A and the Champions League again.

As the conversation continued, a few more teammates, including Buffon, Giorgio Chiellini, and Stephan Lichtsteiner, joined in, and their lighthearted banter soon turned into a lively affair filled with laughter and jokes. But the sudden appearance of Andrea Agnelli, the chairman of Juventus Club, brought an unexpected interruption to their lively banter.

Without wasting time, Coach Allegri quickly stood up, greeting the chairman with open arms. "Welcome, Chairman!" he exclaimed, setting the tone for the rest of the team.

Andrea Agnelli returned the warm gesture, congratulating the team on another successful football season. He greeted the coach and shook hands with the players, a smile never leaving his face.

"Coach, Zachary!" The chairman interrupted their conversation and asked to speak with them privately after making more small talk. "Could I have a word with you both, in private?" he said.

Coach Allegri glanced at his watch and nodded in agreement after exchanging a glance with Zachary. "Yeah, let's chat in one of the private booths outside," he said. "We should be quick. Or we'll miss the dinner party."

With a boisterous chuckle, the chairman motioned towards the exit and led the way out of the bustling dinner venue. As they strode through the dimly lit hallway, the cacophony of chatter and clinking of silverware gradually dissipated, and the air was filled with an expectant atmosphere. Soon enough, they arrived at a secluded private booth, and the mood shifted abruptly from lighthearted to solemn.