Hazel’s POV
With that, he hung up with a sharp click.
Gripping the steering wheel, I felt a fire ignite in my chest as I resumed my drive to the studio.
As soon as I walked in, Sienna rushed over, anxiety all over her face. "Hazel, did you find out what happened?"
"I'm dealing with some personal stuff. My accounts have all been temporarily frozen."
Sienna's face went pale. That batch of Silk Duchess Satin was meant for socialite Gwen Lynda’s birthday party next month. If we couldn't deliver on time, the studio's hard-earned reputation would be ruined.
I patted her shoulder, keeping my voice steady. "Don't worry. I'll figure out the money situation."
Sienna had a personal bank card that we sometimes used for emergencies, but I needed to get funds into it quickly. I decided I'd person
