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, '

his men failed to kill Peter, and were even caught

he'd kill Peter in his club

and he was certain that nothing would get

--

know that Alfred had discovered him. Even if he did, he didn't really care. They went to the VIP area as soon

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

sing, dance or dine. Six highly-trained and beautiful waitresses roamed the area delivering top-quality service to its likewise

all felt

a good time, even made better with the excellent

but observe Peter. His level of ease piqued

guard and yet, he blends-in really

Audrey wondered.

much resentment that she was tempted to throw a bottle at

expensive drinks when I'm the one paying the bill? I

concerns, Peter drank to his

carried himself really well and was really good at connecting with his new

sophisticated than her peers, was more than impressed —she was attracted. Laughing at his jests and making

angrier by the minute. 'What a showoff!

cursed, very worried about the bill. 'I can't afford all this, I don't

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

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

in novels, " one of Audrey's

laughed, "Yes, that's correct! You're a

where you work!" The

that he was only

up about his official designation, the student exclaimed, "Silverland Group? I've heard of that company! You must be a senior manager or something! You must be earning around ten million dollars

clever! Okay, cheers!" Peter smiled from ear to ear and took