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

it now would mean a big loss!" Riley muttered, clearly

to just contribute fifty thousand, and leave the rest, over eight hundred thousand, for us to handle? Wow...

sip. Setting down the glass, she continued, "If that's the

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

sell some of my old jewelry, so we might be able to scrape together another twenty thousand

house back in our hometown? Could we get a loan against it?" Camila suddenly remembered the old house. Though it was somewhat rundown,

suggestion. She hadn't expected

old house is all I have left!" Grandma spoke passionately,

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

her teeth. "I have thirty thousand

by a hundred and seventeen

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