"You dare to turn down such an opportunity?" Ezio's voice dripped with venom. "Do you not understand the potential profits? The doors this could open for you?"
Who gives a fuck about that when the entire building could collapse? It wasn't a good investment they both knew it. The structural design alone wouldn't be completed in the time frame specified. Alessandro held his ground, his eyes blazing with determination. He refused to be swayed by Ezio's manipulations, knowing that behind the allure of wealth and power lay a dangerous path.
"I understand perfectly, Ezio," Alessandro replied, his voice steady despite the pain throbbing in his injured collarbone. "But my family's financial stability is paramount. I won't allow their well-being to be jeopardized by a risky venture."
Ezio's face twisted in a mixture of rage and frustration. He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. It was clear he had underestimated Alessandro's resolve.