Mighty soldier king (Peter Wang)

Chapter 11

"Bella, finally, you're here. Why did you bring an outsider? Don't you know that this is a family

gathering? Who is this man?" Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

When the middle-aged woman saw Bella, she stood up happily, but her smiling face faded the moment

she saw Peter.

"Dad, this is my boyfriend, Peter Wang." Bella didn't pay any attention to the woman, but she directly

addressed the older man, introducing Peter to him. Then, she asked Peter to take a seat.

"Rex, look at your daughter. Even if I am just a stepmother who had nothing to do with her upbringing,

she should not be this rude to me. How could she bring an outsider knowing that this is a family

gathering? What kind of boyfriend did she bring? What would Alfred think about this? What a joke!"

Jane Wang pointed at Bella, looking furious.

"Bella, you're just making a fool out of yourself. When did you get yourself a boyfriend? Why didn't you

tell me? Have you forgotten that you have a fiancé?"

Rex Song also frowned, seemingly a little displeased.

"I've been busy lately, and I haven't had the time to tell you, " Bella said casually.

Rex looked at his daughter Bella, and wanted to say something, but eventually he decided to shut his

mouth.

The young man never spoke a word, only keeping a smile on his face. It was only the chillness in his

eyes, which was unintentionally showed from time to time, that exposed his true feelings, that he was

not as calm and composed as he looked.

"Nice to meet you, Uncle Rex and Aunt Jane." Although Peter was feeling bewildered, he still mustered

up his courage to greet them.

Rex just ignored Peter's greeting. He did not even take a look at him.

On the other hand, Jane jumped up right away to scold him.

"Aunt Jane? Who is your Aunt Jane? We are having a family gathering here. Who are you and what

are you doing here? Get out of here. Get out now !"

Smack!

Before Peter could say anything, Bella slammed her hand on the table and sprang to her feet. "That's

none of your business. He's my boyfriend, so I will go if he leaves! What's more, since you said that this

is a family gathering, then what's this person doing here? Why can he come here but my boyfriend

cannot?"

Bella said, pointing at Alfred Gao.

Feeling the need to, Alfred stood up and spoke, "Aunt Jane, Bella, what is the point of arguing at this

nice place? Come on, since we're already here, let's just sit down and enjoy the meal together."

He was polite and well-mannered, and after saying that, he asked the waitress to take their orders.

It was a French restaurant, so most of the waitresses were foreigners.

He spoke fluently in French to the servers. With his perfect grasp of the French language, coupled with

his gentlemanly demeanor, Alfred Gao, a handsome gentleman, would make any man feel ashamed of

himself.

Rex watched him interact with the foreign waitresses and nodded with approval in his eyes. He was

thinking how Alfred was indeed a skillful and competent man. If Bella could marry him, he would be

happy about it.

In the meantime, Jane's heart was pounding with admiration, even her anger started to vanish. She

glanced at Peter, with a look of contempt in her eyes, and thought, 'How dare he compete with Mr. Gao

for Bella! Doesn't he even know what he looks like?'

Bella's face turned white, as if someone had just slapped her face.

If Peter were her real boyfriend, it would be okay because he would just have to suck it up and deal

with the situation. But Peter was not. Once Peter would feel humiliated and wronged by comparison,

she was afraid that he would just get up and leave.

She knew how stubborn Peter was, so even Bella herself might not be able to stop him once he

decided to leave.

Thinking of this, Bella glanced at Peter stealthily and immediately regretted looking at him as what she

saw almost made her fly into a rage.

Peter was staring and ogling at the foreign waitress without blinking his eyes, even almost drooling.

'Bastard. Even though this is a high-end French restaurant with well-groomed and beautiful foreign

waitresses, can't he manage to behave himself?'

After Alfred ordered his meal, he frowned and looked at Peter, sneering at him with his eyes. He told

the waitress in fluent French, "I'll order these first. Please go to my friend and see if he wants anything

else."

Alfred wanted to make Peter feel

a little uncomfortable. If a man would get embarrassed like that, he would not be able to stand the

shame, so he would most likely leave in disgrace. Alfred was taking so much time in ordering, simply

because he was trying to make time for Peter to excuse himself and leave.

But Peter was not moving a finger as if he had no intentions to get out of the place. In this case, Alfred

would just make a fool out of him.

Maybe Peter could speak a little English, but he most certainly would not be able to speak any French

at all. That would be impossible.

The beautiful waitress frowned and went to Peter's side shortly. Then, she asked him in French if he

needed anything more.

She had also noticed that Peter had been staring at her, which annoyed her, of course. They were in a

high-end French restaurant. People who came here were all well-educated, so no customer would

stare at her like that. But how could he?

It was just her professionalism and proper work ethics that were keeping her from flipping out on him.

When the beautiful waitress walked toward Peter, the smile on her face disappeared, and her attitude

toward Peter was totally different from what she had shown Alfred.

As Bella watched the waitress walk toward Peter, she immediately felt uneasy. Even she, president of

Silverland Group, did not know much French, so how could Peter, a mere security guard, know

French?

With this, she hated Alfred Gao even more. It was obvious what he was trying to do, and it was

despicable.

Peter saw the beautiful waitress coming, and he suddenly became serious. Then, he blurted out in

fluent French, "Beautiful lady, please pardon me for my rudeness. I didn't mean to stare, but I saw a

stain on your skirt and I've been looking for an opportunity to tell you about it, but you've been busy and

I never had the chance to."

Hearing Peter speak French so fluently, it was not only Bella who was shocked, but also Alfred, Rex,

and Jane.

Stunned, the waitress, then, looked at her skirt. After that, she lowered her head in shame and

panicked. "I'm sorry, sir. I've misunderstood you."

No one else could hear the accent in the way Peter spoke, but she, a French girl, could. His French

had a strong royal accent, and his pronunciation was more authentic than that of most French

commoners. Such a person definitely had a superb identity and background.

The waitress even felt a little upset and annoyed by the stain on her skirt. She had even hoped that

Peter had been looking at her, not at the stain.

"It's nothing." Peter waved his hand politely and began to order.

'This guy must have happened to know French by luck, ' Jane thought. Seeing this, her face turned red,

full of remorse.

A streak of gloom flashed through Alfred's eyes but soon disappeared.

Only the eyes of Rex lit up for a while, but he did not say anything, either.

Bella was completely dumbfounded. If they weren't in a family gathering, she would want to ask Peter

who he was right then and there.

With his strong fighting skills and ability to speak French, how could such a man work as a security

guard in Silverland Group? Did he have a hidden agenda?

The meal was soon served, and they began to enjoy the exquisite food.

In the meantime, the beautiful waitress kept winking at Peter, trying to seduce him, implying something

somehow.

Looking at this scene irritated Bella. She could do nothing but just glare at Peter. Fortunately, he was

behaving very well. He was just having his food with his head down, and that kept Bella from losing her

temper.

Looking at Peter, who was only concerned with eating and drinking, Alfred thought of another way to

humiliate him.

"I would like to introduce myself. I am Alfred Gao, chairman of Alfred Group. Where do you work, my

friend?" He raised his glass to greet Peter.

"Alfred Group?" Peter, who was quietly eating and drinking, finally raised his head for the first time, his

eyes full of surprise.

When Alfred saw Peter's expression, he was secretly satisfied and proud of himself. Although Alfred

Group was not as prominent as Silverland Group, it was not far off and it was also well-known in

Golden City.

The most important thing was that, Alfred Group, was Alfred Gao's own company. Anyone would know

that only by hearing the name. So, Alfred thought that he had intimidated Peter with this.