Chapter 8 Eight

The next five days, Alexa seriously immersed herself in work, she had transformed Veloture Night Club into a frenzy. There is no need for a lot of complicated designs, the glamorous impression is more suitable for a nightclub that is layered with functions. Basically the club was luxurious from the start, so she didn't need to change many things.

"Don't put the speaker there, do you want to deafen the audience?" She was a bit angry, her arms crossed like an old foreman. On her head was a bandana and her hair was tied high and carelessly. A few strands of her hair fell down making her look cute.

Several Ray's employees who were supposed to be on holiday were deliberately asked to help at the behest of their boss. "This is the ribbon you asked for, Miss."

"Tie this ribbon to the scissors, tie it beautifully," she said. "Hold on, have you bought the scissors?"

"You didn't say—"

"Buy it now!"

The waiter sped off without being told twice. The empty club was really noisy as if it was undergoing renovations. No one seemed to be taking it easy on a single person, if that happened, Alexa would probably spank their butts. Just when she was out of sight, some people gossiped behind her.

"Gosh, that event boss is so fierce," commented one of the waiters. She couldn't work hard, almost dropping things several times, but she kept getting scolded.

"Not only fierce, but also fussy and hard to please," said another waiter while pumping a red balloon. "I heard she was a widow. Tch, that's fitting. I think she was abandoned because she was so talkative."

The first waiter covered her mouth in disbelief. "Are you kidding me? Even though she's that pretty but she is widow?"

The second waiter sneered. "Being pretty is not enough. Men usually don't like women who like to control."

"She seems like a perfectionist."

"What is perfectionist? A kind of disease?"

The sound of their laughter echoed in the warehouse. "Hannah, you really likes to joke," said the first waiter, "But why would out boss want to hire such a fierce person, doesn't he feel uncomfortable?"

The second waiter, Hannah, waved her hand indifferently. "Only with us, the event boss is acting fierce, if she with our boss she would be just as naughty as those whores, sycophants. Who can resist Mr. Sanders charm, huh? You can?"

"Ah. You're right."

"Boss really respects women, even though it's not easy to conquer him, but once you behave well, he will definitely reward you better. I've worked here for a long time, I know very well how boss is."

"I agree!" The first waiter exclaimed, her eyes sparkling. "Mr. Sanders is a dream man. I feel like falling into his arms every time he passes by and greets me."

"Don't fantasize, unless you want to be a sucker like that 'event boss'!" The second waiter's face was wrinkled, clearly showing that she didn't like seeing Alexa, even disgust. "You don't know her, right? That's natural, you're new. That woman used to come here often in the past; drunk, angry incoherently and looking for Mr. Sanders like a desperate person. Every day."

The last sentence is deliberately emphasized.

"Are you serious? What happened?"

"This happened almost five years ago, she must be one of the women who was crazy about Mr. Sanders." The second waiter sighed. "I don't know what she did to make Mr. Sanders want to hire her services. She must be seducing him like crazy."

Then the two of them imagined what Alexa's face would look like when she acted flirt in front of Ray. How she spoke so slowly and flirty when persuading him, as if glass was fragile and delicate. They immediately stuck their tongues out.

"When you get married, don't make an example of her," said the second waiter, still in a scornful tone. "Your husband might run away."

That sentence affected the first waiter so much that she shuddered. "Oh my. I don't want that to happen, help me, Sis," she answered, half wanting to cry.

"It wouldn't have happened if you weren't as fussy as she is. Got it?"

The first waiter was about to nod, but stopped when she saw Alexa coming from the door. Her slender figure looked so arrogant. "Where is the tablecloth I asked for, why haven't you put it up yet?"

The second waiter immediately stood up. "Sorry, Miss, we'll put up the tablecloth when we're done with these balloons."

"You won't finish if you work while gossiping!" Alexa glared at her. "Next time you gossip, don't let me hear it, understand?!"

"Y-You heard that?" the waiter asked in a daze, stammering.

"Hear what? Hear you two making fun of me begging like a whore to your boss?"

Sweat dripped down the forehead of the standing waiter, she couldn't even bear to look at the female tiger whose eyes were almost popping out of her shells. When a beautiful woman is angry, she's still beautiful, right? But, as she said before, being beautiful is not enough, women must be gentle.

"Why are you spacing out?! Hurry up and do it!" shouted Alexa angrily. "One person can blow up a balloon. You guys are so spoiled. Do you want me to complain about your actions to your boss?"

The waiter's head shook quickly. "We're sorry, Miss. We're really sorry. We didn't mean anything by it."

The first waiter released the balloons and stood up. Her hands gripped her apron nervously.

"Then what are you waiting for? Quickly blow up this balloon! Finish it in five minutes."

Alexa was satisfied to see that the two waiters were quickly in position to take care of the balloons. Since there was only one pump, one of them even blew it with her mouth. If you think about it, the punishment given was quite easy, but she already felt like she had won.

After all, what do two people do when they gossip together? You're definitely talking about other people, right?

Alexa frowned, her head suddenly felt dizzy from the behavior of the two of them. If they were her employees, she would have fired them without blinking.

From the door, one person entered with a very relaxed style; maroon dress shirt, black jeans and thick leather shoes. His tall figure always looked as if it was made of light. As soon as it appears it immediately dazzles the eyes.

Yeah. This was another person who made her head almost explode.

Seeing him all the time really made her unable to stop herself from scratching his face.

Who else but the bastard Ray Sanders?

"Alexa, here you are. I want to discuss something with you. Can you come with me?"

Stop your silly smile, Mr. Bastard!!! Alexa thought, annoyed.

... to be continued ...