Hazel's POV
The plan crystallized in my mind as I pushed open the door to the private dining room. Vera and Cora looked up from their menus, their expressions shifting to concern when they saw my face.
"What happened?" Vera asked, setting down her menu.
I raised a hand, signaling them to wait. Without sitting down, I pulled out my phone again and dialed Aunt Patricia's number. She answered on the first ring.
"Hazel? That was quick—"
"I've made a decision," I cut in, my voice calm and measured. "I'm willing to sell my shares in Shaw Enterprises."
"What?" Her shock was evident. "All of them?"
"All eighty million dollars' worth," I confirmed, catching Vera's widening eyes across the table. "But not to Harold or Tanya directly."
"Then to whom?"
"To you."
The silence on the other end of the line told me I'd caught her completely off guard. I smiled to myself and continued before she could recover.
"I'll sell for sixty million. That's twenty million below market value."
