My beautiful boss

"Alfred Club? Pshh. I'm a member of the Passion Club! Let's go!" Peter couldn't help bragging in front of the students.

Even though the students weren't very convinced, they still followed his lead because of how he carried himself.

Audrey looked at him in disbelief. 'What a douchebag, ' she thought.

"Sir, please show me your card." The security guard requested.

No one believed that someone who looked like Peter could afford a membership to the prestigious club.

"Here you go." Peter handed his card to the security guard. The officer took his flashlight and inspected it carefully. His face changed when he finally deciphered what it was.

"I'm sorry, sir. This is Alfred Club, not Bayang Beauty Club." The security guard said coldly, almost losing his temper. 'What a foo! Did he think he can fool me with a beauty card?'

"Oh, sorry…" Peter was so embarrassed. He glanced at Audrey. 'Is she doing this on purpose to make me look stupid?'

Audrey was confused. When she realized what was happening, she quickly scrambled into her bag. "Oh, sorry! I made a mistake!"

She said, handing Peter another card. 'Oh, Peter, you douche. You're so full of yourself but you're nothing without my club card. You won't even be allowed in here if it weren't for me, ' she thought in secret.

The security guard finally allowed them in after seeing the correct card.

Audrey's classmates excitedly entered. With the free-flowing drinks and beautiful lights, they danced the night away and had the time of their lives.

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At the club's balcony, Alfred received a message informing him about Peter's presence in the club. He was stunned for three minutes, and then he started laughing loudly.

'Oh, Peter, I've been looking for you everywhere. Who would have thought you'd walk right into my club? I was furious when my guys failed to kill you. Now that you're here, I'll be sure to get the job done, '

told that his men failed to kill

decided he'd kill Peter

turf, and he was certain that nothing would get in his way this time.

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he did, he didn't really care. They went to the

carpet, walls, and all the tables were made of gold, making the room look

100 square meters where people could sing, dance or dine. Six highly-trained and beautiful waitresses roamed the area delivering top-quality service to its likewise top-tier

felt like kings.

order drinks and had a good time, even made better with the excellent service and Peter's

festivities, Audrey couldn't help but observe Peter. His level of ease piqued her curiosity.

yet, he blends-in

Audrey wondered.

she started to feel so much resentment that she was tempted to

the one paying the bill? I can't afford all of those even though

Audrey's concerns, Peter drank to his

carried himself really well and was really good at connecting with his new friends. He oozed with charisma, impressing Audrey's classmates very

more mature and sophisticated than her peers, was more than impressed —she was attracted. Laughing at his jests and making as much eye contact as possible, she was sure that she

the minute. 'What a showoff! You'll regret this. Go, drink!

'I can't afford

for a living, Peter?" one of Audrey's classmates asked. "You must be

glass of wine, Peter replied, "I prefer staying low-key. I find it satisfying when I embarrass people who misjudge me because of how

in a sheep's skin. I've seen that a lot in novels, " one of Audrey's classmate cut him off with admiration even before he

You're

tell us where you work!" The other classmate asked

Group, " Peter replied uncomfortably knowing that he was only

exclaimed, "Silverland Group? I've heard of that company! You must be a senior manager or something! You

clever! Okay, cheers!" Peter smiled