Investing In Overlooked Women: I Get Cashback On Every Glow-Up

We pulled up to a sleek, modern two-story building tucked away in the design district. It wasn’t some cold, sixty-story corporate skyscraper, and there weren’t hundreds of suits pacing around. Inside, around two dozen focused, energetic staff were working on apparel prototypes, tech fabrics, and brand concepts.

It was clean, hungry, and nimble—the exact kind of grounded foundation that was perfect for investing real capital into, building something huge from the ground up beyond just a basic sponsorship deal.

I took the lead, walking in with May on my right and Chloe on my left.

The founder was waiting for us in a sunlit corner office. She was a middle-aged woman with sharp, observant eyes, but she radiated a genuine, warm energy that instantly set a completely different tone from the arrogant executives we’d dealt with before.

She stood up, offering a firm, welcoming handshake to each of us.

”Welcome,” she said softly, her smile warm as her eyes rested on May. ”It’s an honor. I watched you break that record yesterday. Incredible work.”

”Thank you,” May said, taking a seat beside me.

We sat down across her clean glass desk. Chloe pulled out a sleek notebook, ready to take notes, while I leaned forward, resting my hands on the table.

”I read your proposal,” I started, keeping my voice calm and direct. ”Out of the hundreds of messages flooding May’s inbox today from every massive corporate giant, yours was the only one worth my time to meet in person.”

The founder smiled gracefully, leaning back. ”Because those giants want to lease May’s fame to sell their existing shoes. I don’t want to lease her. I want to build a house with her. We have the manufacturing pipeline, the design team, and the supply chain, but we lack a global face. May has the world’s attention, but needs full control.”

She folded her hands on the desk, looking straight at me. ”So, tell me. How do you see us working together?”

The founder slid the printed, multi-page contract across the glass desk toward us.

May and I pulled it over to take a look, but after skimming through pages of dense paragraphs, endless legal jargon, and tiny print, we both looked at each other. There were way too many letters and complex terms—it was practically a wall of text lol.

I chuckled, sliding the folder right over to Chloe. ”You’re up, legal consultant.”

”My pleasure,” Chloe said with a confident smile. She pulled out a highlighters-and-pen combo from her bag and dove straight into the document.

For the next ten minutes, the room was silent except for the soft sound of Chloe turning pages. Her eyes scanned every clause with pure focus. Finally, she capped her pen, looked up at the founder, and tapped a specific paragraph near the middle of the contract.

”Overall, this is a remarkably fair and clean proposal,” Chloe said smoothly. ”The equity split and manufacturing terms are solid. But I found one critical issue right here under Section 8, Clause B.”

The founder tilted her head, listening attentively. ”Which clause?”

”It states that while May retains creative input, your board holds final veto power over all line releases and marketing campaigns,”

Chloe explained, turning the folder so the founder could see her highlight. ”That leaves a backdoor for your team to restrict her image if there’s ever a disagreement. If May is putting her name and face on this, she needs 100% unconditional freedom over design approvals, drop schedules, and creative direction. No board vetoes.”

The founder looked at the highlighted line, then back at Chloe, genuinely impressed by how quickly she had caught it.

”Fair point,” the founder nodded warmly, pulling out her laptop. ”If we’re building a true partnership, May shouldn’t feel restricted by a board. Give me two minutes—I’ll remove the clause entirely and print a clean copy so May gets absolute creative freedom.”

May leaned over to me and whispered with a big grin, ”Best legal team ever.”

I smiled, looking at the smooth exchange across the table, thoroughly impressed by how effortlessly Chloe handled the legal trap.

While Tiana was typing away on her laptop to print the updated contract, I casually leaned back and activated my system vision to scan the woman sitting across from us.

A glowing translucent interface popped up right over her:

[ Target Scanned: Tiana ]

[ Current Brand/Company Worth: $3.5M ]

[ Brand Growth Potential: 9.5/10 ]

[ Special Trait: Industrial Scale Booster (Accelerates product lineup expansion and global distribution yield by 300%) ]