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

would mean a big loss!"

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

she poured herself a glass of water and took a sip. Setting down the glass, she continued, "If that's the case, your precious son can stay locked up." Riley and Melinda's faces turned sour upon hearing

immediately stood up. “Let's sell the car, even if it's at a loss. The most important thing right now is

sell some of my old jewelry, so we might be able

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

Camila's suggestion. She hadn't expected Camila to propose selling the

live in now will soon be seized by the bank. That old house is all I have left!" Grandma spoke passionately, with tears welling in

grandson. Are

of silence, Grandma glared at Camila and gritted her teeth. "I have thirty thousand saved. Take it all! But leave the old

still short by a hundred and seventeen thousand," Riley

middle man," Camila said.