Living With My Lady Boss

All of a sudden, Wilbur threw the pint of beer onto the floor. The bottle shattered upon impact, glass flying everywhere.

The supervisor walked over at once. "Is anything the matter, Sir?" "This is fake alcohol. Are you trying to take the piss out of me?" Wilbur asked coldly.

The supervisor stopped short before saying, "Sir, please watch what you say. All of our alcohol is purchased legally following all necessary procedures." "lI don't care! It's fake because I said it is. You're going to payten million dollars, or you can kiss this club goodbye." Wilbur sat down, taking a long drag of his cigarette.

The supervisor was stunned, only returning to his senses after sthad passed.

He then chuckled. "You aren't from here, are you, Sir?" "I'm not. What about it?" "I see. Well, it's just your luck that you cto a place where an attitude like this will only get you killed," the supervisor mocked.

Wilbur's expression turned cold. He got to his feet, slapping the supervisor twice across the face.

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the rules here, got it? Getmy money if you don't want another beating right now!" The other staff members on duty realized something was off as well and rushed over

staff members charged all at once. However, Wilbur sent them all howling in pain on

"I don't care who this place belongs to. You're payingmy ten million

heed as he leaned back in his chair and continued to

woman wearing a thick layer of makeup and a

looked to be in her thirties. She had a mature vibe

dollars. Isn't that a bit much?" "l don't think so." "I guess you just clooking

lost your f*cking mind? Madam Scarlet is Mister Ack's lover. Do you have a death wish?" "Is that so?" Wilbur got to his feet, walking up to