“Marcus, what do you want?” Her tone was guarded, clipped.
“Sophia, please stop ignoring me,” Marcus’s voice was pleading, and his desperation was evident. “I… I need to talk to you. I can’t stop thinking about what we had. Can’t we… can’t we try again?”
Sophia’s fingers tightened around the phone. “We’re already done, Marcus. You know that.”
He tried again, his voice growing even more insistent. “Sophia, I’m willing to give you anything you want. I’ll change, I swear. Grandpa even agreed to give you shares in the company if you’ll just…”
“I’m not interested,” she interrupted with disdain in her voice. “You could offer me your entire company, and it wouldn’t make a difference.”
There was a pause, and then Marcus’s voice softened. “Please, Sophia. Just… can we at least meet and talk? I
