"W-Wait..." I said, glancing between them, then back at the jar. My voice rose slightly in disbelief. "Are you telling me...y-you're actually going to sell this? As in, These homemade sauces of yours are going to be in stores?"
Bella's smile grew even wider, and she clasped her hands together, bouncing slightly on her heels.
"That's right, Daddy!" She said excitedly. "Isn't it awesome? Doesn't it look like it belongs on a store shelf?...I mean, look at the design! It's so cute! I would buy it in an instant if I saw it."
Camila stepped forward, her expression calm but her eyes sparkling with pride. "We wanted it to look professional." She said warmly, glancing at Bella. "Every detail had to be just right—the labels, the colours, even the font. We wanted it to stand out but still feel approachable."
