Godly Investor: A Hundred Trillion Dollars For Investment And Donations-Chapter 237 -
At that moment Ethan smirked faintly, the laughter still lingering in his chest as he straightened his posture. The room’s tension seemed to grow heavier as all eyes fell on him. The chief manager’s arrogance had reached its peak, and the master of the family was watching him with the stern expression of someone expecting immediate compliance.
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"I’d love to see you try," Ethan said calmly, his words deliberate, cutting through the air like a blade.
The silence that followed was deafening. Every face at the table showed varying degrees of shock and disbelief. The chief manager’s face twisted into a mixture of anger and confusion.
At that moment The master of the family’s voice boomed across the room.
"Throw away that cocky attitude of yours and apologize immediately, boy. You have no idea who you’re speaking to!"
Immediately The celebrity lady leaned forward, her eyes gleaming with malicious satisfaction.
without being told she could tell Ethan has landed himself in deeper trouble.
"You really have no clue, do you?" she said, her voice dripping with contempt.
"Do you even know who you’re talking to? He’s one of the founders of this entertainment empire. Not just this company—the entertainment world as a whole."
At that moment her words hung in the air like a weight pressing on the room.
"Do you even understand what that means?" she continued, leaning back with a smug grin. "He could fire you a hundred times over without lifting a finger." She turned her gaze toward the chief manager. "In fact, it doesn’t even matter what Ethan says anymore. I want him fired. Now."
Her final words came out sharp and commanding, leaving the room charged with tension as everyone waited for Ethan’s response.
The man’s smile widened as he basked in the praises from the celebrity lady and the master of the family.
He exuded confidence, his ego filling the room like a heavy fog. Turning to Ethan, he said with mock concern, "Are you sure you still want to test me? This is your last chance to save yourself."
However Ethan didn’t flinch.
"I’d love to see you try."
hearing what Ethan just said.
The man’s grin faltered for just a second before he quickly pulled out his phone.
"Very well, you’ve asked for this," he said, his tone laced with arrogance. He dialed a number, and the smugness in his voice thickened.
"I want him sacked. Effective immediately."
Ethan watched, his expression unreadable, as the man began typing furiously, his fingers flying across the screen. He sent a detailed report, his voice narrating as he worked.
"This is a summary of everything you’ve done wrong," he said, not even sparing Ethan a glance.
"Your reckless decisions, your so-called authority over others, and the mess you’ve caused for our company’s image."
Immediately the master of the family nodded approvingly.
"Well done," he said, his tone full of satisfaction. "You’re protecting our legacy."
The man continued, his voice now directed into the phone.
"Send this directly to the boss—the one we sold the company too. He needs to see the damage this amateur is doing. I prepared this information earlier, just in case."
At that moment Ethan’s lips twitched into a small smile, but he remained silent, his eyes fixed on the man, waiting.
The room grew still as the man hit send, the sound of his phone vibrating faintly in the heavy air. Everyone seemed to be holding their breath, anticipating Ethan’s reaction.
The room was thick with tension as the chief manager leaned back in his chair, confidence oozing from his posture.
"You’ll be getting a call soon," he told Ethan with a smirk.
"Maybe from Naomi herself or from the higher-ups. And that call will say you’re fired."
Still saying nothing Ethan leaned casually against the wall, his arms crossed, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"I’ll wait," he replied, his tone calm and unbothered.
Minutes felt like an hour.
The atmosphere grew increasingly uneasy, with the celebrity girl tapping her manicured nails on the table and the master of the family exchanging glances with his companions. Ethan, however, didn’t appear the least bit concerned. He glanced at his watch occasionally, his smile never faltering.
Finally, the chief manager’s phone buzzed, cutting through the tension like a knife.
Immediately Everyone’s eyes snapped to him as he picked up the call, his expression smug.
"This is it," he muttered under his breath before answering.
"Hello, sir."
At that moment The room fell silent as the voice on the other end spoke. The smugness on the manager’s face slowly dissolved, replaced by confusion and then sheer disbelief. "But—sir—" he stammered.
"Are you saying…?"
His face turned pale.
"I understand… No, I won’t argue… Yes, I’ll relay the message."
He ended the call, his hand trembling slightly as he set the phone down.
"What did they say?" the master of the family demanded, leaning forward.
At that moment The chief manager looked at Ethan, his voice shaky as he repeated, "The boss said… firing Ethan is not negotiable. The owner doesn’t even want to discuss it. Even if it ends up collapsing the company… Ethan cannot be fired."
The chief manager’s face twitched, his confidence visibly shaken, but he wasn’t ready to give up his position.
He placed the phone on the table, leaned forward, and said with a forced smile, "Tell me, Ethan, are you perhaps a relative of the owner? Someone with strings to pull?"
His question echoed in the room like a challenge.
At that moment the master of the family raised an eyebrow, while the celebrity girl’s smirk faltered, replaced by unease.
The rest of the family watched Ethan intently, trying to gauge his reaction.
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Ethan’s smile widened, calm and composed. He slipped his hands into his pockets and said, "Relative?"
Then He let out a soft chuckle, his voice firm and steady. "No, I’m not a relative to anyone."
The room seemed to exhale, but only for a second.
"I’m the owner."
