A One Night Stand With My Boss

"Where can we go now..." Drew mumbled. His head was hanging low, weighed down by his mood.

"Let's go grab some dinner!" Riley pointed toward a nearby luxury hotel. "Let's treat ourselves to a big meal." Drew's eyes widened in shock as he looked at him. "Dad, that place is expensive. We don't have the money!" "Who says we don't? I still have thirty thousand dollars, and your grandma has fifty thousand," Riley said proudly.

"And at midnight, when no one is around, we can sneak back and grab some jewelry from home. That should get us another twenty or thirty thousand," Melinda chimed in. Drew stopped walking, staring in disbelief at the silhouettes of his parents and grandmother.

A wave of sorrow washed over him.

"You... you... you..." His face turned red, and he stuttered in anger, "If we still have some money, why does Aunt Claire have to pay for everything!"

"Oh, silly boy." Grandma came over and took his hand, speaking earnestly.

"We need to keep some money on hand. How else are we supposed to live after helping you with all those money?"

Drew felt a chill in his heart as he gazed at his selfish family, suddenly feeling all alone. He experienced a sense of disappointment and helplessness like never before.

always cared for them and spent all her savings on

Drew shook his head,

her diner to sustain herself, and Camila earns money too.

end up sleeping on the streets before you'd be happy?" Drew

pushed him hard to the ground. "You

caring so much about them! I'm your mother!" Melinda stood in front of him,

his heart.

He roared in anger and ran

going!" Melinda called out, trying

"Leave him. He has no money. He'll

foolish son," Grandma scoffed at Melinda, then looked toward the street where Drew had run off. "He has no money, but worst comes to

we stick with the plan and head back to our hometown tomorrow morning to lay low?" Melinda