My beautiful boss novel Chapter 37

Peter happily went to the basement parking when his shift ended.

The moment he saw Bella, Peter removed his jacket excitedly. "Bella, boss, I'm coming."

He couldn't wait to see his beautiful boss sitting alone in her red Hummer in the dark garage.

Upon seeing him, Bella flipped her smooth hair and gestured her finger seductively. "Come on, I can't wait for it any longer."

Peter stopped abruptly. "What can I do for you?"

Bella curled up her lips. "You're not a beast…

You're a coward!"

Peter couldn't take it. With gusto, he banged at the car door and tried to enter forcibly.

If he had a weakness, it would be seduction from an extremely beautiful goddess. He would show her how big of a man he was.

Bang!

Something hit Peter forcibly.

Aghh!

Ahhhhhhh!

"Why did you do that?!" Peter said angrily, clutching at his stomach.

"Get in the car. We're going to a party, " Bella said, suddenly in a serious and authoritative tone once again.

Peter looked at her ambiguous expression. He thought about protesting but eventually decided to give in.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the Bluesea Hotel.

"Wait for me here while I park." Bella said, dropping him off at the hotel entrance.

He immediately noticed the attractive waitresses and their long beautiful legs.

"Peter?" He suddenly heard someone calling, which interrupted his thoughts.

He turned his head and saw a man and a woman looking back at him.

They were both young —probably around twenty-four or twenty-five years old.

While you wouldn't say that the man was handsome, he definitely looked good in a suit.

The woman wore a loose top and a fitted cotton skirt. She looked rather average, but the ensemble she wore accentuated her assets well and made heads turn.

The woman looked at Peter suspiciously as she stood close to her companion, holding his arm. She found it odd that her boyfriend would be associated with such a plain-looking man.

"I'm sorry, you are?" Although he looked familiar, Peter couldn't seem to recall who the man was.

"Oh, Peter, it's really you!" The man replied, amused. "It's me, Beck! We were classmates in high school. Don't you remember?"

"Oh, Beck!" Peter finally realized.

He had known this man since first grade! Peter dropped out of school on their second year in high school, But he could still remember how Beck was always bullied by their other classmates. Back then, he was thin and wimpy, but after several years, he seemed to have grown into this strong and confident guy.

It was nice to see him again. After he had experienced many difficult years in his life, his early memories in school were truly ones that he treasured.

"It's probably been ten years since we last saw each other! How are you? What are you doing here? Do you work here at Bluesea Hotel?"