I was back at the penthouse within an hour, still buzzing from the meeting. My portfolio was clutched to my chest like something precious. Because it was.
Piper called as I walked through the door.
"Grace, I've sent the agreement to your email. Please review it as soon as you can. Mr. Cross wants everything signed by tomorrow morning."
"Tomorrow morning?"
"He likes to move fast."
I thanked her and hung up. Then I sat on the couch, opened my phone, and read every word of the contract.
Most of it was standard. Funding amount, equity split, production timelines. But there was a clause buried near the bottom that made my jaw tighten.
Clause 14: The Founder shall reside at the primary residence of the primary investor for the duration of the brand's first production cycle.
I called Dami
