Charles couldn't believe his life, really. How at only 26 years old, he was already in this big of a mess ? Even if he didn't want him to change that at all. When he started to work with Inspecto Vettel, or Sebastian like he called him, he thought that the inspector was a genius but he was in fact just a very distracted man who had a lot of luck and somehow never died because of others people just like Charles who was saving his ass from Nico Rosberg, the evil mastermind. It was quite tiring to always be there to save Sebastian, especially now that Nico took an assistant who kind of save his life. Obviously, the assistant called Pierre Gasly became Charles biggest enemy, especially since the assistant was saving Nico and the vilain should be killed and by that Pierre should die too. Or at least be put in prison. So Charles was fighting against Pierre, Nico, their allies and also his boss who seemed ready to die everytime he put a foot outside.
But something that would help would be for Pierre to stop being handsome and to stop the flirt act because ... it was making Charles blush. He didn't need to remember of Pierre's scent or accent everytime the Frenchman's name was mentionned goddamn.

While Sebastian was trying to infiltrate Nico's building, Charles found a very easy way to enter it, being disguised as one of the employees. He took the disguise of a guard and entered the building without a problem. He even infiltred the main room where Nico was with his damn dumb cat who was meowing, his friend Lewis and also ... you guessed it ... Pierre. Charles held back a scoff. What the hell ... Pierre was supposed to be in Switzerland during a few days. Not that, Charles knew about his schedule obviously. Why would he know that ? "Pierre ..." Nico said "Do you think Vettel is hunting for us ? What is the danger ?" Charles watched Pierre who looked like a vilain in fairytale with his cold Icelandic Blue eyes and fluffy brown hair. Nico added "I'm sure his assistant Charles and him are on the way to here." He sighed.