My beautiful boss

Chapter 53 The Joy In Helping Others

"Elaine, if you need my help — physically or mentally, just tell me. I'll surely do everything I can to help you. You won't even need to thank me. I love helping others, "

Peter assured her as he snuck into her office. He couldn't help but admire Elaine's beautiful body.

The office was a little stuffy. She wore a slim-fitting shirt with the top buttons unfastened, her coat hung on a rack beside her table.

The skirt she wore seemed a little bit too tight for her ample buttocks. On her long legs, she wore silk socks and high heels.

Elaine turned red at Peter's words.

"You're such a jerk, " she retorted shyly.

"Woah, how did you get to know my nickname?" Peter replied in jest.

"Bastard!" she shouted.

"That's the name of my cousin, " Peter kept joking.

"Go die, " Elaine replied, losing her patience.

Immediately wanting to take it back, she bowed her head in embarrassment. "I need my stuff back."

Her words were hardly audible.

Elaine couldn't explain how she felt when she saw Peter. The idea that Peter held her underwear still bothered her a lot.

She was actually trying to figure out a way to ask for it back when Peter suddenly appeared.

Feigning ignorance, Peter asked, "What are you talking about?"

After everything they've been through — helping her get rid of Mac and touching her body when he caught her from an accidental fall, Peter felt comfortable showing Elaine his true colors.

Elaine stamped her foot in frustration, not knowing whether Peter was telling the truth or still goofing around. "Give the thing back to me!"

"Oh, dear!" Peter shouted out, "Why did you stamp your foot so heavily while you're wearing such high heels! You worry me! Will you pay for the tiles if you accidentally break them because of that?"

Elaine was starting to feel warm with the concern he showed but quickly turned angry when she realized that Peter was still goofing around. "You're such a jerk! Give me back the thing! ASAP!"

"What?" Peter asked pretending to be confused. It was an unusual sight for him to see this gentle woman raise her voice. "What did you lend me? I'm sorry, I can't seem to remember."

'Stupid Peter pretending not to know! He's just waiting for me to say it out loud in front of him!'

She felt so frustrated and desperate to convey her message.

What she did next was a proof that even the gentlest person can transform, given the right triggers.

In her anger and embarrassment, she took off one of her heels and threw it at Peter.

"Oh Elaine, you were always so gentle! Don't be violent! You're the goddess of Silverland Group — always so calm and composed. How could you do that? Are you trying to abuse me?"

Peter caught her shoe with one hand, while the other reached into his pocket, where he took out

A female undergarment wrapped in a plastic bag!

"I was planning to keep this as a souvenir. But now I guess my plan has to change.

Here you go, Elaine. I washed it for you, so you can wear it whenever you want, "

He said as he gently put it and the shoe on the table.

"I need to go back to work now. Take it easy. I'll close the door as soon as I leave so that no one will see you changing your underwear, "

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Elaine was fuming.

She was totally embarrassed!

Peter had a really special gift of infuriating even the gentlest people.

He then proceeded to the drivers' office. He hadn't had the chance to introduce himself to his new colleagues, so he needed to meet them finally.

On his way there, he noticed Clair standing at the corridor.

First, shock, then anger.

The memory of her setting him was still clear as day.

"Miss Yang! It's you! What are you doing here? Ohh I'm really scared now, " Peter said sarcastically.

"The last time you gave me a task, I felt totally exhausted. Are you going to continue asking me to do such things? Do you want me to die?"

Some staff that were passing by the same corridor overheard him talk.

They turned eyes at Clair, shocked.

'Who is this employee and why does he seem to have a special relationship with Clair?

Clair is the senior secretary in our company. Yet from the way she blushed with his words, it's easy to tell there's something going on between them!'

Clair's mouth fell at Peter's words. She almost freaked out.

'I didn't know he felt that way about climbing stairs.'

Coming to her senses, she glowered at Peter. "Don't you dare imply confusing innuendos! I just asked you to climb the stairs to get to the 38th floor. Stop confusing people. I apologize for that, okay?"

Clair clarified calmly.

She played tricks on Peter last time but he didn't tell Bella about it. She got a good impression of him because of that.

'Shit!'

Disappointed that there wasn't new interesting gossip, the staff around them rolled their eyes.

"Confusing innuendos?" "I mind my own business but you play tricks on me!" Peter shouted.

Clair did not know what to do. She realized it was impossible to argue with him in a reasonable way. She stamped her foot to let her anger out. "Peter, Miss Song needs you in her office."

"Me again? What for?" Peter was confused.

Clair put her lips near Peter's ears. "I don't know either, but she doesn't seem to be in a good mood. I'd be scared if I were you."

Peter was surprised, Not because of the thought that Bella would be hard on him, but because of Clair actually warning him.

He shot her a confused look trying to figure out why she had to say that.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Clair said angrily. "I'm trying to be nice here!"

Peter showed up at Bella's office a little while later. Clair didn't put any obstacle in his way this time.

"Peter, why can't you just behave as a good employee of our company? Why didn't you show up to your duty morning? Where have you been?"

Bella asked as Peter stepped into the office.

"Miss Song, don't misunderstand, I did all that for you!" Peter shouted.

"Last time you told me that you're upset that Jaden had control of the security department, so I wanted to help you with that.

This morning I found out that Bob would be back on duty. I deliberately came two hours late to give him an excuse to scold me.

Now, he's fired for fighting. Isn't it great news for us? Miss Song, I'm working so hard for you, putting all my hours on the job. Perhaps you could give me some encouragement... something like a bonus?"