Wealthy Anton: glares, clenching coins Where is it?! My fortune, my empire, all gone because of you!
I’m sorry, my love, I have spent all the time working but I couldn’t find anything to save the company
throws a handful of coins at Silva You call yourself a businessman? Look at my empire, crumbling to ruin because of your incompetence!
slams his fist on the table Sorry won't fix anything, Silva! You think throwing a few apologies will make up for the destruction you've caused?
how could I’ve known that someone was going to take advantage of my companies situation?
narrows his eyes How indeed, Silva? Explain that to me! Who took advantage of us? What did they do?
we were over confident in our protection from this person, so we got played… some of our partners joined with this person and ruined our company
leans forward, his voice dripping with anger So you're telling me that our rivals found a way to bypass our security measures and steal our assets?
slams his fist on the table again, causing a loud crash Damn it, Silva! I trusted you to protect our empire!
pauses, his expression shifting from anger to determination We need to find a way to rebuild, Silva. We can't just sit here and wallow in self-pity.
ok.. so where should we start?
stands up abruptly, pacing back and forth We start by finding out who betrayed us.
narrows his eyes, thinking We need to investigate, Silva. Dig deep into our records, follow the money trail.
leans in closer, his eyes gleaming with intensity What did you find, Silva? Did you uncover the traitor's identity? Speak up!
pauses for a moment, a mix of surprise and disappointment crossing his face Your ex-wife... But why, Silva? Why would she betray us like this?