"…Tell me who caused this. Now."
The voice thundered out of the phone's speaker with such anger and force it sent a chill down every spine in the boardroom. Everyone froze. No one dared breathe. Some had their mouths ajar, while others instinctively covered them with their hands as though doing so might shield them from the wrath echoing through the sleek walls. The unmistakable fury of Joel Glazer—the owner of Manchester United—was not something you just brushed off.
It wasn't just anger. It was pure, undiluted rage. The kind that crackled like static and sent imaginary lightning bolts through the air.
In the tense silence that followed, one voice managed to break through—a disbelieving murmur that sounded like it was half-question, half-nervous laughter.
