My beautiful boss

"Audrey, stop!" The woman scolded her daughter. "Please don't mind my daughter. Again, she is very spoiled. But don't worry, we have some savings. We will surely pay you back for your services once you cure me."

The woman was honest about their financial situation and was polite enough to call the money as the therapy payment.

This chronic disease had troubled her for so long. She always suffered so much when she had attacks. Even medicine couldn't relieve her much.

When Peter said that he could cure her, she felt very excited and worried that he might be offended because of her daughter.

"Ma'am, you misunderstood me, " said Peter, "I'm not worried about the money. Your disease is not something that can be easily cured. Treatment takes time, and there is no way to speed it up."

The woman felt embarrassed for assuming that money was the issue right away. "I'm willing to go through treatment no matter how long it takes, young man. By the way, how long would it be?"

She asked nervously. Could it be another 3 years? 5 years? Could she handle it if it lasted for that long?

"That depends, ma'am. If things go well, it could be around a week. Otherwise, it could take as long as a month." Peter replied, a worried look across his face.

Audrey was stupefied

As she stopped herself from grabbing her drink and throwing the bottle at Peter again.

'One week or a month? That's nothing! How is that a long time? Even a fever takes a couple of days, and it's reasonable that my mom's chronic disease would take longer!

This bastard must be bragging. He's doing it on purpose!'

The longer Audrey looked at Peter, the more annoyed she became.

"Really?" the middle-aged woman asked. "Please, sir. Can you please check up on me when you are available?" The woman was on cloud nine. She almost wanted him to do the first checkup, then and there.

"I'm not available during the day because I have work. After work is ideal for me. How about this: I'll visit you this evening, after work."

The woman had been nothing but courteous and appreciative. Peter couldn't find it in himself to refuse her.

"Okay, " she replied. Although a little disappointed with the wait, she knew that it would be futile to negotiate a sooner schedule. They exchanged private numbers and went their separate ways.

The events that morning delayed Peter's travel by half an hour, causing him to be late at work.

With Bob in the hospital, though, no one was there to reprimand him, so that was good.

BMW in the basement parking lot, and hurriedly got

way to playfully tease

overwhelmingly high so he wanted to stay on his good

employee would have been fired had he done the same thing, but Peter still worked freely with no consequence whatsoever. He could bet his life that Peter had a really strong connection with someone powerful in Silverland Group. So today, he bought a pack of premium cigarettes specifically

to smoke during work hours. Besides, aren't you supposed to be working, lazybones? Good luck getting your salary if we

with Jack's offer.

Jack was stunned.

my duty? Besides, why

bad for you, don't you know? I'm confiscating it to keep you safe because we're colleagues and

guy in contrast to Jack. What a cheeky fellow who hustled

powerful background and if he hadn't been so

and Lisa were both stifling

'Peter is so dreamy.'

didn't see neither Elaine nor Bella throughout the day.

spent it on work, amusing Shelly and Lisa and teaching Jack his lesson.

treat you to dinner!" Shelly told

also say yes for other invitations. If you know what I mean, " Peter said slyly. He'd never refuse

blushed and looked at Peter shyly. As for

he noticed that the BMW parked beside his motorcycle was

driver seemed to be having a hard time manoeuvring with

inside it was Clair, Bella's secretary. Peter smirked. Instead of removing his motorcycle, he stood back, crossed his arms, and watched her struggle to get out of the parking space.

losing her patience. 'Whose damn motorcycle is this? It occupies half of the

feat pretty simple to do, but as a new driver, it was an

frustration. As she was about to get off the car to remove the motorcycle out of the way herself, she saw a guy walking

realized who he was,

swear I'll run you over!" Clair yelled at Peter,

her car.

bastard mock her and her driving

Out of anger Clair got off her car and kicked over Peter's old motorcycle. Then she backed her car and cursed, "Wait there if you have guts!

back, dismayed. "Why did you do that? My motorcycle was parked correctly!

his motorcycle to inspect if there

was. Had I known it was you, I would have given it more kicks!"

condescendingly, she zoomed away with her BMW, leaving Peter behind.

jumped on his motorcycle and started to go after her.