"I want to talk to Natalie," Ivan said, certain that Mia would relent only if Natalie agreed. These two were like two peas in a pod.
Mia smirked. "For that, you don't need my permission."
Ivan knew, Mia was even more difficult that Natalie. He remained calm. "She's not answering my calls."
"Then you should know what that means, or do you want me to spell it out for you? She's not interested in talking to you," Mia said in a mocking tone. "I'm sure she just forgot to block your number, or you wouldn't even be able to leave a missed call."
Ivan kept his composure. Mia's mocking wasn't unexpected.
"I want you to help me reach her. I really need to talk to her," Ivan insisted.