Lin Jun blinked. "Mrs. Mo, AURORA's liquid capital cannot sustain that. And with Mr. Mo currently... unavailable... asking Mo Holdings for a bridge loan would require board approval, which takes time."
I reached into my handbag and pulled out a thick envelope. The edges were worn, the cream paper yellowed with age.
It was the Zhen Family Trust.
I walked over to Lin Jun and slapped the envelope onto his tablet.
"I am not asking Mo Holdings for a penny," I declared, my voice ringing out clearly in the quiet morning. "And I am not asking my husband."
Qiao Mei's eyes widened. "Xiao Yi... is that...?"
"Grandmother gave me the Trust," I said, looking at the charred ruins. "So I am going to put it to good use."
I turned to Qiao Mei, a fierce smile touching my lips despite the exhaustion dragging at my bones.
"What is the symbol of our brand, Mei Mei?"
"The Dawn," she whispered. "AURORA."
"Exactly. And you can't have a dawn without the night."
