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, '

to himself. Earlier, he was told that his men failed to kill Peter, and were even caught by the

he decided he'd kill Peter in his club himself.

turf, and he was certain that nothing

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discovered him. Even if he did, he didn't really care.

walls, and all the tables were made

people could sing, dance or dine. Six highly-trained and beautiful waitresses roamed the area delivering

felt like

a good time, even made better with the

festivities, Audrey couldn't help but observe Peter.

just a security guard and yet, he blends-in really well in this high-end place,

Audrey wondered.

that she was tempted to throw

when I'm the one paying the bill? I can't afford all

of Audrey's concerns, Peter drank to his heart's

well and was really good at connecting with his new friends. He oozed

more than impressed —she was attracted. Laughing at his jests and making as much eye contact as

the minute. 'What a showoff! You'll regret this. Go, drink! Drink more until you die,

very worried about the bill. 'I can't afford

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

of wine, Peter replied, "I prefer staying low-key. I find it satisfying when I

" one of Audrey's classmate cut him off with admiration even before he could find

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

us where you work!" The other classmate asked

Group, " Peter replied uncomfortably knowing that he was

about to make something up about his official designation, the student exclaimed, "Silverland Group? I've heard of that company! You must be a senior

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