Fane stared after Axel. Now what had he done? Maybe their old manager couldn't be blamed, maybe it all fell on the singer's shoulders ... But a manager was supposed to know how to deal with his clients, figure it out.

"Alright, have fun."

He turned to follow Yvonne out of the room, wondering what in the world she had to day. Did it have anything to do with Axel? "Does Axel usually storm out like that?" said Fane. He glanced at the brunette. "And what is it you wanted to talk about?"