"Yes, in the afternoon."
Outside the door, Ma'el picked up the phone and first invited Uncle Clément and his family, "Tell Eva and the others to eat less now, there will be plenty of good food in the evening."
"Alright then, that's settled. I need to call others, see you this afternoon."
He thought for a moment before calling Hans, "Hey, is Mr. Wenger having a party today?"
"No, Wenger seldom drinks. He needs to recover after drinking yesterday. He said he'd invite everyone in a few days."
"Then come to my place."
"Really?!"
"Yes, bring your wife and kids along, in the afternoon."
"Great! But my kids aren't on holiday, so it might just be me and my wife."
"No problem!"
After hanging up, Ma'el thought of Gilbert and opened their chat history, a faint hint of disappointment in his eyes.
Since the end of yesterday's league match, there had been no contact... In fact, since the English League Cup final, Gilbert had been silent, as if he had disappeared.
