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

would mean a big

contribute fifty thousand, and leave the rest, over eight hundred thousand, for us to handle? Wow... you really know how to plan ahead!" Riley and

Setting down the glass, she continued, "If that's the case, your precious son can stay locked up."

sell the car, even if it's at a loss. The most important thing right now

in, "I can sell some of my old jewelry, so we might be able to scrape together

house back in our hometown? Could we get a loan against it?"

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

the bank. That old house is all I

that's your favorite grandson. Are you willing to let

at Camila and gritted her teeth. "I have

hundred and seventeen thousand,"

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