MARK'S POV
A knock came on my door.
"Come in," I called out without tearing my eyes away from the files before me.
I heard the smooth creak of the door as it was opened. My assistant's voice drifted to me, "Luxe Vogue has replied, sir."
"Hmm," I hummed, and nodded. "When will the necklaces be ready?"
"It's not about the necklace, sir. It's about the acquisition offer we sent them."
I looked up and pushed my chair back. "Oh, really. When are we meeting to finalize the handover of the website?" I asked.
It had been a coincidence that Atelier is partnered with the website I've had my eyes on for the past months. Their response hadn't come for months, but I had been relentless. I kept instructing my assistant to keep sending them emails.
After Bella had left, I had se
