Martha's POV
"Good evening, sir," I greeted Mr. Elliott when he reached the table where I was enjoying my dinner.
"Evening, Martha. I am sorry to follow you here, but it's urgent that I come to see you," he said, his tone sounding polite even when I knew that he wasn't happy that I had broken off the wedding with Mark, which was supposed to happen the upcoming Saturday.
"It's fine, sir. Why are you here to see me?" I asked him, gesturing for him to have a seat.
As he sat across from me, Mr. Elliott said, "I brought the company's records for you to see, and to understand why the partners and shareholders are clamoring to withdraw. You need to forgive your stepmother so that she can return to the company until you are ready to lead."
I looked at the file that Mr. Elliott set on the tabl
