Chapter 8: The Rare Beauty

~Alexander~

The party was at a peak when I entered it.

Rich people were showing off their brands and money. That is what the party was all about.

Tucking my suit button, I scooped my eyes through the crowd.

It’s all about the plastic beauty ready to lure you for your status and power. No genuine appreciation for the work; it’s all about showing off. The men were complimenting others wives, trying their luck for extramarital affairs, and some were ready to turn their business deals into sustainable relationships by tying their kid’s life together.

I didn’t come here to check on these people, but because I wanted to celebrate our achievements with Esrael. I saw the arrangements and signaled my manager. “Is everything ok? Boss,”

“No,” he wanted me to tell him where the room was for improvement. But as my employee, he should know and assess the situation by himself.

“What do you think I don’t like here?”

He looked around, trying to pinpoint, but found none.

“You are fired,” I r