Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver

The three men exchanged glances, and the man who had been singing put his microphone down. He then sat down and looked at Wilbur. "Shelby's friend, huh? What's your name?" "Wilbur Penn," Wilbur replied.

Whitney frowned. "Why didn't you tell us he was coming, Shelby?" "Well, he's a friend of ours, isn't he? I didn't think I had to," Shelby justified.

Whitney sighed, but said, "Letintroduce you to them." Wilbur nodded, and Whitney gestured at the man who had been singing. "This is Mister Conrad Willis from Blossom Corp, with aworth of up to a hundred million dollars. We're good friends." "It's nice to meet you, Mister Willis," Wilbur smiled as he greeted Conrad, who merely let out a chuckle.

"This is Mister Howie Chewston, executive manager of Woods Corporate. He has a yearly incof over three million dollars." "Nice to meet you, Mister Chewston." "Finally, this is Mister Cameron Shank of Ultra Corp. His family owns a beverage factory, and they earn up to sixty million dollars a year." "Nice to meet you too, Mister Shank." Wilbur greeted the three men one by one. Whitney seemed to stick out her chin as he did so as if she was proud of the fact that she had friends with great achievements.

Just then, Conrad said with a smile, "And what do you do, Mister Penn?" "Oh, not much. Right now, I just run errands for a company." It was true that Wilbur did not have an actual position, and he was not lying about running errands for Cape International.

table before him. "Do you know how much these bottles cost, Mister Penn?" "lI don't drink a lot of gin, so I

"These here alone cost over thirty thousand. Tonight's expenses go

smile dropped the very next second. "So, what right do you have to be in here, sitting down with us?" "Shelby toldto

you should've had the sense to know

if we're in your way, then.

a little rude of you."

said, "We spent all this money on you, but you just invited srandom guy and now you're leaving too? Aren't you being a little rude?" "lI wasn't trying to be rude.

shitty of you to do this, Shelby. Mister Willis was kind enough to take us out for the night to have sfun. You'll makelook bad if you just left like that." "It's getting late, Whitney. I

don't be a wet blanket." Shelby pursed her lips in discomfort. She shared

much to drink and began speaking rather lewdly. They were