The Accidental Sugar Daddy

I meant to ask my brother for money but texted my boss by mistake.
【Heyyy, big bro~】
Boss: 【?】
Me: 【Can you spare some cash for your sis?】
Boss: 【?】
I panicked and lied: 【My phone’s broken, can’t come to work.】
He sent $500.
Me: 【A bit stingy… Going broke?】
Boss: 【?】
Then he sent $5,000.
My tone changed: 【Love you! xoxo】
I kept asking him for money occasionally. A month later, I posted online thanking my brother.
Then my real brother DM’d me:
【?】
【Channel, am I not your brother anymore?】
【Who’s this imposter?】
【Don’t I give you enough? Or are you leaving?】
I checked my contacts and saw two identical profile pics. Finally, I understood how the monk felt meeting the real and fake Monkey Kings…

1
Fresh out of college, I was quickly initiated into the world of paying to work. Rent, utilities, food, clothes, makeup—every single expense was a major blow to my wallet.
After a month of this, I was on the verge of being too broke to even afford my job. Then, I remembered: I have a brother.
My brother, Leo, isn't exactly a looker, but he's incredibly generous.
He's three years older than me and started his own business while he was still in college.
So, by the time I was a student, he was already the owner of a small, successful company.
Every month, after getting my three-thousand-dollar allowance from my dad, I'd turn right around and cry poverty to my brother. He'd always send me five thousand, no questions asked.
He was more reliable than my dad, whose finances were tightly controlled by my mom.
But my brother was single, so who else was he going to spoil but me?
With that thought, I confidently hit him up for money again.
His profile picture was a solid black square, easy to find. I located it in a second.
I had accidentally factory-reset my phone a while back, wiping all my contacts and chat histories.
Thankfully, I remembered that my personal ATM had a black profile picture.
All our previous transaction records were gone, but no matter. It was time for a new one.
【Heyyy, big bro~】
Black Profile Pic: 【?】
【Something wrong? It's late.】
It's been a while since I last asked for money, he's acting all formal.
Looks like I'll have to ask him for money more often to maintain our sibling bond.
Me: 【My dearest big bro~ Spare some change for your little sis.】
Black Profile Pic: 【?】
What's with all the question marks? He's usually so quick with the transfers.
Is he cutting me off now that I've graduated and started working?
Not on my watch!
I quickly came up with an excuse: 【Bro, my phone broke, I can’t come to work.】
Subtext: I can't earn money anymore, you have to support me.
Then, he sent me five hundred dollars.
Me: 【A little stingy, don't you think? ...Are you going broke or something?】
Five hundred? Is he serious?
Black Profile Pic: 【?】
The next second, another five thousand dollars came through.
My tune changed instantly: 【I knew it! You were just busy and missed a zero~】
【Love you! xoxo】
I want, I get.
With the money secured, I went to sleep, content.
Completely oblivious to the fact that on the other side of the screen, the man with the black profile picture sat in silence for a long time before finally searching online: 【What does it mean when a new employee asks their boss for money?】
【What does it mean when an employee calls their boss "big bro"?】
【How to maintain a professional subordinate-superior relationship?】

2
Monday morning, company meeting.
Our boss, Mr. Sterling, was presenting a PowerPoint, but his eyes kept darting in my direction.
The other new hires and I were practically holding our breath.
I scribbled in my notebook, pretending to take notes.
【Who do you think Mr. Sterling is looking at?】
New Colleague: 【No idea.】
【But it's so creepy. His gaze is so intense.】
【None of us have done anything to tick him off, right?】
Me: 【Nope. I'm the newest one here, I haven't even had the chance to.】
My colleagues exchanged nervous glances, all equally clueless.
I thought for a moment: 【Well, bosses are usually a bit weird. It's probably nothing.】
You have to be a little crazy to be a boss.
I've heard my brother's employees complain about him all the time. They call him a ruthless tyrant.
For the final part of the meeting, Mr. Sterling added a whole new section to his presentation: "How to Properly Manage Superior-Subordinate Relationships."
"Since we have a batch of new employees who have recently joined us, I'd like to take this opportunity to clarify how to correctly handle the relationship between superiors and subordinates..."
Because of this last-minute addition, a two-hour meeting stretched into a four-hour marathon.
A colleague whispered, 【Monday meetings are the absolute worst.】
【I thought a young boss wouldn't be this long-winded...】
Me: 【What is he even talking about? He might as well just give me twenty grand.】
The meeting finally ended with Mr. Sterling's parting words: "Do not disturb your superiors outside of work hours."
As the painfully long meeting concluded, I stood up to leave.
Then, I heard the boss say, "Who's Channel? Stay behind."
My colleagues shot me a "good luck" look and scurried away.
Soon, it was just me and the boss in the empty conference room, staring at each other.
Mr. Sterling looked at me for a long time. "So, you're Channel? I'll remember that."
I stammered, "Mr. Sterling, is there something you needed?"
He cleared his throat. "Did you take in everything I said during the meeting?"
Oh, crap, I thought. Is he going to quiz me?
I hadn't heard a single word.
But I remained calm, putting on a brave face. "Yes, of course. I took it all in."
I was already planning my escape route: feign dizziness or a sudden muscle spasm.
But he didn't ask me anything.
He let out a breath. "Good. As long as you understood."
I seized the opportunity. "Well, if there's nothing else, sir, I'll get back to work."
"Mm," he grunted.
I bolted out of there.
As he watched me disappear, a muscle in his cheek twitched. Runs fast now, but she wasn't so shy when she was asking for money last night.
She'd better have understood. She'd better keep her distance.
I thought being singled out after the meeting was just bad luck, like starting the day off on the wrong foot.
I never expected to run into him again at lunch.
My luck was just abysmal today.
I was in the company cafeteria, happily devouring my lunch. The seat across from me had been a revolving door of colleagues, until finally, Mr. Sterling sat down.
"Your phone... looks pretty new," he commented.
I nearly choked on my food.
I looked up, and the sight of my boss instantly made my lunch lose its appeal. "Mr.... Mr. Sterling. Hello."
He continued to eye my phone. "Not thinking of getting a new one?"
What was that supposed to mean?
It's new, why would I replace it?
What was he trying to get at with this small talk?
I decided to play along. "Are you offering to buy me one, sir?"
Mr. Sterling: "..."
He was just trying to make a point, he thought, and now he's trapped himself.
She just keeps taking and taking.
But as her boss, he couldn't exactly say no.
Otherwise, she'd start spreading rumors that the company was going under, that he was a cheapskate.
After a brief internal struggle, he conceded. "...Alright."
Me: "?"
Did I just hear him right?
This was too bizarre!
Out of all the empty seats, my boss chooses to sit opposite me and then offers to buy me a phone!
During my lunch break, I frantically messaged my worldly-wise best friend.
Bestie: 【So, he lectures you about professional boundaries in the morning, then asks you to lunch and offers to buy you a phone in the afternoon?】
【He's speaking in code. His intentions are clear. The man is not giving up!】
Her words sparked a realization. 【You're saying... he wants to... you know... with me?】
【So that whole speech about professional boundaries was just a load of hypocritical crap!】
【And I thought he was different from other bosses, being so young, handsome, and rich.】
【I can't believe it...】
Bestie: 【Has he added you on social media? Sent you any creepy messages?】
Me: 【I don't think he has.】
Even without him adding me, I could already picture his profile picture: some smug guy in a suit.
They're both bosses, why can't he be more like my brother, with a discreet and mysterious black profile picture?
My brother is still the best.
I clicked on the black profile picture's chat again, the transfer records warming my heart.
【Big bro, you're my savior~】
【I'll follow you forever!】
Black Profile Pic: 【?】
His replies may be cold.
But my brother will always be my rock.

3
I hit up my rock for money every few days.
My rock never said a word, just kept sending the money.
A month later, my conscience finally kicked in. I posted on my timeline, thanking my brother.
I even attached screenshots of all the transfers from the past month.
The next second, my actual brother slid into my DMs: 【?】
【Channel, am I not your brother anymore?】
Me: 【?】
Wait a minute... 【Bro, did you change your username?】
My brother: 【I've always had this username. Stop changing the subject.】
【Who is this imposter brother you've adopted?】
【Do I not give you enough money? Or have you finally decided to fly the coop?】
【You're asking other people for money?】
Me: 【...】
Other... people?!
I frantically searched my chat history, but the chat with the black profile picture was empty.
Where did all the transfer records go?
Did my phone reset itself again?
I exited the chat and saw them. Two identical black profile pictures, side by side in my contact list.
It was in that moment that I finally understood the helplessness the monk must have felt when he encountered the real and fake Monkey Kings.
I... wait... what...
My hand trembling, I clicked on the second black profile picture. All the transfer records from the past month were from him.
If you're my brother, then who is this?
The first black profile picture popped up with a new message. 【Channel, answer me.】
I bit my lip. 【How do I know you're really my brother?】
My brother was so mad he could have laughed. 【...】
【My name is Leo, I'm six-foot-one, and I have a money-guzzling younger sister named Channel.】
【When you were seven, I caught you stealing money from my piggy bank. You denied it and ate the coins.】
【When you were nine, you found out I had a girlfriend and blackmailed me for two thousand dollars.】
【When you were fifteen, you sold me out to your best friend for five hundred bucks.】
Him: 【Need I go on?】
【Or should we just get a DNA test?】
Even through the screen, I could feel my brother Leo's exasperation.
This was definitely my brother.
So, the other black profile picture was...
Just as I was wondering, the first person to like my post, a colleague, messaged me. 【You've been holding out on us...】
【Is it too late to start sucking up to the future boss's wife?】
I was completely lost. 【Boss's... wife?】
Colleague: 【Did you forget to block me from your post?】
【I saw all those transfers from Mr. Sterling.】
【Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. I just want to be on your good side! If you don't let me, I'll... please! Just let me be on your good side!】
I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping this was all a bad dream.
I hadn't blocked anyone from that post. I just wanted to show off my rich, generous brother.
But she was saying... the black profile picture was Mr. Sterling?
Speak of the devil.
Mr. Sterling had also seen the post.
He messaged me: 【Delete the post. I'll give you money.】
He could have fired me, but instead, he offered me money.
I quickly deleted the post, thankful that not many people had seen it.
Then, a transfer from the black-profile-pictured Mr. Sterling came through.
Me: "..."
I didn't delete the post for money!
This was a mess I couldn't get out of.
No wonder I'd been feeling like Mr. Sterling was dropping financial hints lately. I thought he was trying to proposition me, but it turns out I was the one shamelessly hitting him up for cash.
By day, I avoided him like the plague. By night, I was creatively begging him for money.
Turns out, I was the real hypocrite.
Now that I understood the mistaken-brother fiasco, I spent the whole night composing and deleting messages, trying to figure out how to explain this to Mr. Sterling.
It had been a month. Who mistakes their own brother for a whole month? No one would believe me.
And the way I'd been asking for money... he probably thought I was trying to seduce him by calling him "big bro."
He had even asked me a few times if I was "tired of trying."
And I remembered my replies were always along the lines of, 【Yes~ Please take care of me, big bro~】
Who wouldn't misunderstand that...
Forget it.
What's done is done. Might as well just go to sleep.
When in doubt, sleep on it.

4
The next morning at the office, my colleague pulled me aside, whispering, "Ms. Woods, you'll have to look out for me from now on."
She was the only one who had seen my post last night.
She even handed me a cup of bubble tea.
My heart sank. "If I told you it was all a misunderstanding, a big mix-up, would you believe me?"
She beamed. "Of course, of course I believe you!" I'm going to cling to you like my life depends on it.
Me: "..."
Even an outsider who didn't know the whole story was convinced. How was I supposed to explain to Mr. Sterling that I really, truly wasn't trying to sleep my way to the top?
I spent the next few days in a daze, consumed by this problem.
But before I could come up with a solution, Mr. Sterling came to me.
It had been three days, and our chat history was still stuck on the last exchange: him sending me money for deleting the post, which I hadn't accepted.
Mr. Sterling: 【Are you there?】
【Why didn't you accept the money I sent you?】
【Was it not enough?】
I pretended to be offline.
A few minutes later, another five thousand dollars came through.
The bright orange of the transfer notification was testing my resolve.
I quickly rejected it.
Mr. Sterling: 【?】
My Bluetooth speaker was coincidentally playing a sad, romantic ballad.
An idea struck me. 【Mr. Sterling, can we just pretend that none of this ever happened?】
A funeral for our love, burying all the memories of you.
Burying the memory of the stupid mistakes I made last month.
Me: 【I'll pay you back all the money. From now on, you'll be my boss, and I'll be just another insignificant employee.】
I calculated the total amount he'd sent me over the past month. I'd already spent most of it.
I quickly borrowed over thirty thousand from my actual brother.
Then, I transferred it to Mr. Sterling.
Mr. Sterling: 【?】
I let out a breath. That should settle things, right?
If I couldn't explain the past, I could at least clear the debt.
Me: 【Don't worry, sir. I won't bother you for money anymore.】
【I don't know what came over me before. Please forgive me.】
Mr. Sterling didn't reply.
I thought that was the end of it.
Little did I know, after I fell asleep, my phone was flooded with messages.
When I woke up the next morning and saw 99+ notifications from Mr. Sterling, I nearly fainted.

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