Hazel's POV
"Forty million." Aunt Tanya's voice was firm as she named her price. "Considering the company's current situation, I think that's more than generous."
I almost laughed out loud. She really thought I'd give away my shares for a fraction of their worth.
"Aunt Tanya," I sighed, allowing a hint of desperation to color my tone. "I've put everything into this company. Sixty million is the absolute minimum I can accept."
She scoffed. "That's ridiculous. The company isn't worth that much."
"But it will be," I countered. "The summer collection is already generating buzz. Pre-orders have tripled compared to last year."
Silence stretched between us. I knew she was weighing her options, calculating whether my shares were worth the price.
"Besides," I added, my voice cracking just enough, "I'm drowning in debt after investing in the new production line. The stress is killing me."
