Zen's POV
The meeting with the investors was even more intense than I had envisioned. A few remained skeptical about our plan, seemingly unable to grasp the incredible potential that lay before us. It was almost laughable to think that they believed they could derail my vision.
"This is madness! If this doesn't work, we all stand to lose more than you, Mr. Danver. It would be a fall we can't recover from!" Mr. Jackson warned, fear evident in his voice.
I gave him a steady look. "That's exactly why I laid out a clear choice. Those who doubt this vision are free to bow out—we're not forcing anyone to stay." A deep silence followed, but I held my ground confidently.
With a smirk, I added, "It's interesting to note that despite your concerns about the risks, no one here seems willing to leave."
All eyes were locked on me. Some wore expressions of trepidation, while others mirrored a readiness to seize the opportunity ahead.
