Don't Annoy My Boss Daddy novel Chapter 83

However, Brandon's attitude just now had angered me. I also wanted to irritate him, so I accepted the steak Dylan offered me.

Brandon didn't say anything more, but I could feel the chill around him getting colder and colder.

"I think there are no more available tables here. Can I join you guys?"

Brandon took the seat beside me while he was still speaking. I suddenly felt a sense of pressure.

I really didn't like him to be so close to me, and it was in such an awkward situation. I also saw Dylan, who was sitting opposite me, frowning slightly.

Although he had always been polite and didn't say anything, any man would be unhappy if he was disturbed during a date.

I deliberately ignored Brandon. Who knew what else he would do if I said something now. I could only just hurry up and finish my dinner so we could leave.

"Hollie, did you receive the flowers I sent you this morning? Do you like it?"

Halfway through the meal, Dylan seemed to suddenly think of something. He looked up at me and said with a gentle expression.

Hearing him mention the flowers, my expression froze. I did receive the flowers he gave me, but Brandon had forced me to throw them away.

"Yes, I received it."

I smiled unnaturally at him and answered.

"Then why didn't you bring them out when you got off work? Did you forget them?"

Dylan suddenly asked this question. I was stunned for a moment, wondering if I should tell the truth.

If I told him that I had thrown the flowers away, would that be too disrespectful?

"She threw away the flowers long ago!"

Just as I was contemplating how to reply, Brandon's cold voice suddenly rang out. He answered Dylan's question for me.

My heart skipped a beat. I saw the smile on Dylan's face freeze.

"No, it's not like that, I didn't throw them away on purpose. It's just against the rules to accept flower deliveries during work times, so I had no choice but to get rid of them..."

I explained in a panic. Although I knew that this reason was not sufficient and there was no credibility at all, I was telling the truth. Brandon did order me to throw it away because it affected my work.

Dylan looked at me with some doubts. I could feel that he didn't believe me. He was a lawyer, so he was smarter than ordinary people like me.

"I am telling the truth. I'm really sorry. I didn't do it on purpose."

I kept apologizing to Dylan, but in my heart, I was cursing Brandon repeatedly. He just went here to ruin my relationship with Dylan.

My relationship with Dylan was not that established to begin with, so if Dylan started suspecting me, we wouldn't be able to be together for very long.

Brandon, who was sitting next to me, sneered and watched us as if he was watching a TV show.

Knowing that he did it on purpose, I was even angrier. I had an impulse to confront him immediately. This man was going too far over the line!