By 24, I Built a Million-Dollar Brand — Then My Parents Sent Me a $500,000 “Childhood Invoice”

in twenty-minute intervals. My phone buzzed constantly—my operations manager, my head of marketing, my warehouse supervisor, all asking the same question: what do we do. I gave them all the same answer: keep moving. Assume the freeze lifts and be ready. Worst case, we delay. Best case, we launch on time and stronger than ever.

Meanwhile, Lila was pulling continue reading …