Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0008

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 searched about Atelier myself and damn! Bella was right. They made stunning jewelry. The quality of their stones was top-notch. It had filled me with pride and reassured me that acquiring the website was a good decision. It would improve GT Group's goodwill if one of the companies in our grasp is partnered with a studio like Atelier.

"There's no fixed time for that, sir." I frowned, a 'why' on the tip of my tongue, but he beat me to it. "The founder had directly turned down our offer, sir."

I sighed. It was more money they wanted. Nothing more. "Increase the acquisition price to a hundred million dollars," I couldn't help the smirk that accompanied my instruction. No one would refuse such an amount, no matter how much they loved the company

I pushed my chair forward to dive back into work, but my assistant was still lingering there. When I arched a brow at him, he spoke up. "They left no room for negotiation, sir. They aren't interested in any acquisition proposals, so they asked us not to contact them again."

I hummed and nodded at his words. "And who could this owner be? Bring me the information of the founder of

founders. I'll bring the files now." He turned

"Two founders? Interesting."

in a jiffy. He placed his laptop before me, and waves of information rolled down about the founders of Luxe Vogue on the screen. "Initially, there had been a response that our offer would

founders must

read about the first image that popped up.

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had done, her schooling history, and

about her. The only worthy information there was -

had to squint at the screen to read the name, and it was

this?" I asked,

low, unable to meet my eyes. "I'm sorry, sir, but I've dug for the info of other founders, but that was all I could come up with. Grace's partner seemed to treasure

to the laptop. I scrolled back to Grace's info to

at the picture and read the name, the louder a bell rang in my head. I tapped on

it clicked. Grace was the girl Joel had clung to some years back.

and he

or know more about her personal life, perhaps it would be easier to discover her mysterious partner. If I was going to push the

this," I pointed to the laptop, "I'll let you know if I need

took his laptop and walked

I found the name I was looking for. I tapped on it, and the line

picked up instantly. "Yo, man. What's up? Been

are you up to