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

like closing a file cabinet I had been meaning to organize for years.

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Sometimes people ask me if I regret it. Usually they ask with a particular tone in their voice, a tone that implies I am the villain of this story—that a good daughter would have paid the half-million, handed over equity in a company she built alone, and let her parents drain continue reading …