My beautiful boss

Seeing the look on Audrey's face, Peter knew that she did not have enough money. He could not help but think to himself, 'Why did she come here with no money? What a silly girl!'

Peter glanced over the bill. Suddenly, his jaw dropped open. The sight made him want to collapse right then and there.

'Holy shit! There must be something wrong! We only drank a little, but it already costed us $830, 000! That's just too exorbitant!'

Peter wanted to tear down the restaurant. However, he could not. He had bragged to her classmates, so he had to bear the consequences.

After all, men had to reap what they had sown. This was what he had to pay for his whole night of bragging.

At that time, the voice of the restaurant manager came, "$830, 000 in total. Will you pay by credit card or by cash?"

The manager said that with no respect, nor patience. It appeared as though he was looking down on Peter.

'How dare you, a poor guy, fight against Mr. Gao. What a joke! If you fail to pay the bill, you will never be able to leave Alfred Club. You and the two little beauties beside will never leave this place!'

Peter glowered at the manager and shouted at him, "Are you an idiot? How is it possible to bring bills worth thousands on hand? Of course, I'll pay by card! I don't understand how an idiot like you is a manager."

Peter was furious, but he handed his card over, saying to Audrey's classmates, "Well, it isn't that expensive. It costs only $830, 000."

Now that he had bragged so much and the bill had to be paid, he was determined to keep the facade and act like a wealthy man.

The manager didn't expect Peter's words. His mind went blank suddenly. He couldn't find the words to retort him.

Looking at the black and dirty bank card that Peter handed over, he thought to himself, 'This rascal just gave me a card to act like he has the money. If the balance is not sufficient to pay the bill, he will be doomed.'

If Peter had only known what the manager was thinking about, he would surely spit on the latter. Several days ago, Alfred had transferred a million into Peter's bank card, so the balance of that card was for sure sufficient.

The cashier soon inserted the bank card into the credit card terminal. Then, Peter had entered his pin and confirmed the payment.

Audrey's classmates were surprised at how rich Peter was, but Audrey was worried about him. She stared at the cashier, worrying that the card would get declined.

After all, Peter was just a security guard. How could it be possible for him to be able to pay that much? If he really had that much money, there would be no need for him to work as a security guard.

the

Zzt-zzt!

Beep!

receipt printed out from the card terminal right after the manager shouted out. Peter had received a

the manager, so she said

card over to Peter with respect,

Peter took his card and put it back in his

angry that his face got extremely red. He didn't know what he should do at the moment!

on the other side, was relieved.

the manager

"What's the matter?

stolen something from this establishment. I hope you would cooperate with our investigation, "

a fool. He immediately knew that Alfred had plotted something against him,

investigation, " Peter said, doing something with his phone before putting it

of no help for them to stay. If

and then nodded.

to ask Peter about what was happening when he said, "I'm fine. Audrey, you and your friends should

nodded

have to take care of them during the fight. Therefore, it was better to leave and let

he saw Audrey and her

know how to care for women. You acted like a

do with you whether I act like a real man. I want to talk directly to Alfred Gao. You have bad

with those words, so he raised his fist, about

Slap!

slapped the man on the face. "Cut the crap, and

anger, and then he shouted, "You son of a bitch! How dare you summon Mr. Gao! You've already offended Mr. Gao and beaten me up! You're a dead

to signal the club security to come over. They rushed toward Peter immediately.

a dozen men with strong, bulky statures came out from a room with long sticks in their hands,