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."

it!" Camila said

mean a big loss!" Riley

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

the glass, she continued, "If

it's at a loss. The most important thing right now is to get

my old jewelry, so

the old family house back in our hometown? Could we get a loan against it?" Camila suddenly remembered the

paused, taken aback by Camila's suggestion. She hadn't expected Camila to propose

soon be seized by the bank. That old house is all I have left!" Grandma spoke passionately,

scoffed coldly, "But that's your favorite grandson. Are you willing

her teeth. "I have thirty thousand saved. Take it all! But leave the

hundred and seventeen thousand,"

man," Camila said. "Let's sell the