My Daughter's Boyfriend Mistook Me for Her Friend - and Hit on Me

Synopsis

I saw the news about a young tech worker dying from extreme burnout and immediately drove to my daughter's office. She hadn't replied to my texts in three days. The moment I gave her name at the front desk, a young man eagerly shook my hand. His eyes darted to my limited-edition designer bag, then to my luxury watch. His gaze made my skin crawl. "You must be Emily's friend. You've got way more class than her." I froze. He guided me to the lounge, casually belittling my daughter right to my face. "I'm Emily's boyfriend. She's too naive, doesn't dress up much. She's nothing compared to you." He even leaned in, his voice dropping to a flirtatious whisper. "Are you free tonight? Let me buy you dinner. I bet you're a lot more fun than Emily." I almost laughed out loud. Friend? I'm her biological mother. And the Founder of this company.