Don't Annoy My Boss Daddy

Chapter 86 I Don't Understand Him

After hearing what I said, my mother sighed helplessly and then spoke again.

Every time she called to urge me to get a boyfriend, she would do the same thing. I was already

immune to her nagging. I just wanted to hang up as soon as possible.

"Hollie. I think your boyfriend is really good. He sent us 100,000 dollars to help with your father's

medical expenses when he heard that he's not well."

My eyes widened in shock at her next words. I wondered if I had misheard.

I had never told Dylan anything about my family or the fact that my father had just been through

surgery and wasn't in good health. Why would he send money to my parents? It was baffling.

"Mom, what's going on? That's impossible! He wouldn't send us money!"

Although I could feel that Dylan was interested in me, I felt that his feelings for me were not so deep

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"Why is it impossible? He already gave us 200,000 dollars for your father's surgery last time. Hollie, this

is a good man. You're really lucky."

Every word my mother said shocked me. Also, it was Brandon who gave me the 200,000 dollars for my

father's surgery. How could it be Dylan? What was going on?

I was getting more and more confused. I didn't know what was going on. Why would someone give my

parents 100,000 dollars for no reason? Was it Brandon? After this idea came to my mind, I immediately

denied it. Why would Brandon give money to my parents for no reason? Moreover, he would never let

my family know about our relationship.

But who else I knew would do such a thing apart from Brandon? For a moment, I didn't know whether

Brandon or Dylan did it.

"Mom, do you know the name of the person who gave you money?"

I asked this question uneasily, with a hint of panic in my tone.

"Hollie, why are you asking this? It's your boyfriend, don't you know his name?"

"Mom, answer my question first!"

Without getting the answer I wanted, I frowned irritably and asked again.

"The person who sent us the money was his assistant, I think. I remember he mentioned that Mr Sutton

sent him."

Seeing that I was anxious, my mother did not ask any more questions and quickly answered my

question.

My heart skipped a beat. Now I was sure that the person who sent the money to my parents was really

Brandon. He was the only Mr Sutton I knew.

My hand, which was holding my phone, trembled slightly. I didn't know what to think. I couldn't figure

out why Brandon would do this. When I had angered him a few days ago, I thought that our relationship

had ended there. But why was he doing this now?

It was hard to figure out this man. I didn't know what he was trying to do. Why did he send money to my

parents?

"Hollie, what's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly silent?"

My mother, who was on the other end of the line, was confused when she didn't hear me speak for a

long time.

"I'm fine. I need to go back to work, so I have to hang up now. Call you later."

I was afraid that my mother would continue to ask about my relationship with Brandon. If it was Dylan, I

might tell my mother something, but my mother knew that the person was Brandon. If my mother

continued to ask, I really didn't know how to answer.

My mom wanted to say something, but I didn't give her a chance to speak. I hung up the phone directly.

After hanging up the phone, I was agitated for a long time. I looked in the direction of the president's

office and wondered what Brandon was thinking.

After I heard about this, I had no more mood to continue working. I kept glancing in the direction of the

president's office. My mind was filled with questions.

Sitting opposite me, Aubrey noticed my strangeness. She followed my gaze and looked in the direction

of the president's office. Then she turned to look at me with a smile in her eyes.

"Hey Hollie, you've been glancing at the president's office all day. Why, have you fallen for him too?"

There was a look of inquiry in Aubrey's eyes, and what she said made me panic.

I came to my senses and looked away. I quickly denied it. "What are you talking about? How could I fall

in love with the president?"

Even as I denied it, I could feel my own guilt. I didn't know what come over me these few days. My

feelings towards Brandon was different from how I felt at the beginning of our relationship.

"Look at how guilty you are. What's there to deny? The president is handsome and rich, and he's

single. It's normal for you to like him. Almost every woman in the company likes him."

My denial didn't work. Aubrey didn't believe me at all.

"What about you? Do you also like the president?"

I looked into Aubrey's eyes and asked seriously.

"Of course. I fell in love with him the first time I saw him, but I know that the president won't like an

ordinary girl like me."

Aubrey did not deny that she liked Brandon. When she was talking about Brandon, I could almost see

the pink bubbles in her eyes. Her obsession made me speechless.

On the surface, Brandon was indifferent, handsome, and capable. But if she knew what kind of person

he was in private, she probably wouldn't like him as much as she did now.

"I don't think he's that good. On the contrary, I think hate him a little."

I glanced in the direction of the president's office and said this in a muffled voice.

Many women dreamed of getting together with him, but I was different. The more possessive he was

over me, the more I wanted to escape from him. I hoped that our paths would never cross again.

"Really, Hollie? You don't like the president, and you even hate him?"

Aubrey looked at me in shock with disbelief in her beautiful eyes.

"He's not money, not everyone loves him. I just don't like him. I hate him!"

The more Aubrey thought that I like Brandon, the more I had to deny it. I was telling the truth, anyway.

After I said this, I found that Aubrey did not speak anymore. Instead, she looked in the direction of the

president's office. I frowned irritably and looked in the same direction as her. But when I saw the person

standing at the door, my heart skipped a beat.