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

thousand, for us to handle? Wow... you really know how to plan ahead!"

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

at a loss. The most important thing right now is to get Drew

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

Could we get a loan against it?" Camila suddenly remembered the old house. Though

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

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

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

of silence, Grandma glared at Camila and gritted her teeth. "I have thirty thousand saved. Take

hundred and seventeen thousand," Riley

man," Camila said. "Let's sell