Due to the scandal, Richard couldn't attend the upcoming Manchester City fixture.
On a call with his brother, he sighed, clearly frustrated.
"Harry, do me a favor."
He could only helplessly ask his brother to convince their parents not to return to the UK just yet.
"Tell them there's been a serious virus outbreak—something bad is going around. Say it's best for them to stay put a little longer, just to be safe."
It wasn't entirely untrue—but it also wasn't the whole reason.
Harry sighed on the other end of the line.
"You know they've already made plans for New Year's and Christmas here, right? Flights booked, gifts wrapped. Mom's been talking about that roast dinner for weeks. So, I can't promise you anything. If they're set on coming back, I might not be able to stop them."
Richard closed his eyes, running a hand down his face. "Just try, then. At least delay them a few more days."
