A One Night Stand With My Boss

"Good, good, that's my good girl," Grandma said contently, patting Claire's hand.

Claire smiled faintly, but her heart was filled with bitterness.

"We're still short by over two hundred thousand," Riley muttered under his breath, his face pale.

He turned to Camila. "Cami, haven't you been working for a few years now? You must have some savings, right?"

Camila frowned. "How much does your family have?"

She had saved up a fair amount, enough to cover the shortfall. Although she disliked her uncle's family, she was willing to help out for Drew's sake.

"Fifty thousand..." Riley's voice grew even lower.

"Fifty thousand?" Camila was incredulous. "Drew sends fifteen thousand home every month, plus you've been earning interest for months. How can it only be fifty thousand?"

Riley fell silent for a while before admitting, "I bought a car."

Camila said

a big loss!"

helplessly. "So you were planning to just contribute fifty thousand, and leave the rest, over eight hundred thousand, for us to handle? Wow... you really know how to plan

she poured herself a glass of water and took a sip. Setting down the glass, she continued, "If

up. “Let's sell the car, even if it's at a loss. The most important

chimed in, "I can sell some of my old jewelry, so we might be

in our hometown? Could we get a loan against it?" Camila suddenly

taken aback by Camila's suggestion. She hadn't expected Camila

house we live in now will soon be seized by the bank. That old

scoffed coldly, "But that's your favorite grandson. Are you willing to let him go to

gritted her teeth. "I have thirty

hundred and seventeen thousand,"

contact a middle man," Camila said. "Let's