#Chapter 430 Incompetent Bouncer

Judy’s POV “It wouldn’t be under Judy’s name,” Irene said, stepping beside me. “It’d be under mine or Nan’s. We are the ones who were invited. Irene Landry.” The bouncer raised his gaze to Irene and narrowed his eyes, his frown deepening. “Irene Landry?” He asked, slowly. “Do you have some kind of ID?” Irene looked taken aback by the question. Her brows furrowed “My ID?” She asked. “I don’t have my purse on me, but that shouldn’t matter. I’m Irene Landry… I never need my ID.” “If you don’t have your ID, then you can’t enter,” the bouncer said, folding his arms across his chest and narrowing his eyes. Irene’s cheeks flushed. “Look, I don’t know who you think you are, but you can’t talk to me like that,” Irene said. “I’m a Landry. My father could end your career?” “Nice try, but the Landry’s don’t go to parties outside of their territory. Gavin Landry would never allow his precious daughter to go this far from the Silver Crescent Pack. It’s unheard of.” “Are