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, '

he was told that his men failed to

he'd kill Peter in his

certain that nothing would get in his way

--

that Alfred had discovered him. Even if he did, he didn't

walls, and all the tables were made of

sing, dance or dine. Six highly-trained and beautiful waitresses

all felt like

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

observe Peter. His

yet, he blends-in really well

Audrey wondered.

so much resentment that she

he have all those expensive drinks when I'm the one paying the bill? I can't afford all

Peter drank to his heart's content with

with his new

jests and making as

grew angrier by the minute. 'What a showoff! You'll regret this. Go,

the bill. 'I can't afford all

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

I find it satisfying when I embarrass people who misjudge me

I've seen that a lot in novels, " one

correct! You're a smart boy,

didn't tell us where you work!" The

Group, " Peter replied uncomfortably knowing that he was only a

I've heard of that company! You must be a senior manager or something! You must be

you know? You are clever! Okay, cheers!" Peter smiled from