Godly Investor:A Hundred Trillion Dollars For Investment And Donations Chapter 123

Ethan couldn’t believe what Naomi just told him. His eyes grew even bigger as he thought about her words even more. His brain tried to grasp the idea of going to the governnt house, his heart started beating really fast.

"The governnt house?"

he said .

"Why would they want to see ?"

As they left Alex’s Estate fully, Ethan took a deep breath.

His shaky hands reached for his mask. He looked around with worry checking if anyone was following them. When he saw no one, he took off his mask.

His face looked pale and covered in sweat.

"I can’t go,"

he said, his voice cracking as tears filled his eyes.

"I’m not ready for this Naomi. I don’t know what they want from ."

He looked at Naomi, his eyes begging and frantic.

"Can’t you take my place? I don’t think I can handle facing them just yet, not in this state."

At that mont Naomi let out a sigh.

Her face showed both understanding and frustration.

She reached out and put a comforting hand on Ethan’s shoulder.

Her touch felt warm and reassuring. "Ethan, you need to grasp how serious this is,"

She said. Her voice was strong yet kind.

"You bought a TV station and three other companies, for crying out loud. They want to chat with you about that, or maybe sothing different."

She gave his shoulder a light squeeze.

Her eyes grew softer.

"But don’t stress. Everyone thinks you’re so big cheese from another country or continent. They’ll show and treat you with enough respect, I’m sure of it."

Ethan agreed, trying to understand what she said. He knew she was right, but the idea of eting governnt officials still made him nervous.

His stomach turned, his hand suddenly got sweaty, and his heart started beating fast.

"Okay,"

he whispered.

"I trust you, Naomi. I’ll try my hardest."

As they drove on, Not long after they arrived.

Naomi took Ethan to the estates he had purchased.

A separate house had been arranged for him, a spacious and luxurious dwelling that made his heart skip a beat.

But he knows a lot of work needs to be taken care of.

After he got settled, Ethan soaked in a hot bath for a while.

The warm water helped calm his nerves and wash off last night’s stress.

He put on the clothes Naomi had given him. The fabric felt soft and pricey on his skin.

When he ca out of his room, he saw Naomi waiting. She had a serious look on her face.

"Listen, Ethan,"

She spoke, her voice quiet and pressing.

"This is my only safe spot right now. Since you pretty much own this place, I can give orders and nobody can co to see or even co close unless I say so."

She looked at Ethan curiously.

"I need you to see how crucial the situation is."

Ethan couldn’t help but just smile. "Sure, Naomi. You can live here forever if you want. I owe you that much."

He stopped thinking.

"But you’ll likely need protection and other ways to get around now, right? I can’t let you go out alone."

Naomi smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Oh on that, I won’t go easy on you anymore, Ethan. From now on, I want the best of everything."

She counted on her fingers as she talked, her voice bubbling with enthusiasm.

"Bodyguards, fancy cars, high-end clothes, the whole package. You’ve got billions now, so as your assistant you better start making living like it."

Ethan chuckled and shook his head, surprised.

"Okay, okay. Purchase whatever you desire, Naomi. Tap into the estate’s resources. I’ll give the money back later."

He gestured, showing he wasn’t worried about the expense.

"Your happiness and safety matter most to , no exceptions."

Naomi’s eyes grew large, with a cunning grin appearing on her face. "If that’s the case, I’ll need a yacht." She watched Ethan waiting to see how he’d respond, her eyebrows lifted in a dare.

Ethan couldn’t help but laugh out loud thinking she was joking. But as he looked into her eyes, he saw she ant it, her face showing no hint of humor.

"A yacht? You can’t be serious?"

He shook his head, a smile playing on his lips.

"Okay, okay. Get whatever you want. I an it."

At that mont Naomi’s hands ca together in a clap, her eyes lit up with joy.

"Oh, this will be so much fun. I can’t wait to see how everyone reacts when they see living it up."

She grabbed Ethan’s hand tugging him toward the exit.

"Let’s go eat sothing. I’m so hungry."

They went to the restaurant on the estate grounds, a fancy dining room with crystal chandeliers and shiny silverware.

As they sat down to eat, Ethan was amazed by the luxury around him, his eyes filled with awe.

This was a world he had never thought he’d be in, and for so days now, he felt like he was in a fairy tale.

Just as they were about to start eating, so n ca to their table looking keen and set on sothing.

"Excuse , Miss Naomi,"

one of them said, his voice smooth and flattering.

"We have a business deal we want to talk to you about, if you have ti."

Before Naomi could answer, another group of n walked up. Their faces showed the sa resolve.

"No, no, we got here first,"

their leader said. His voice got louder as he got mad.

"We have a big plan to talk about with Miss Naomi, and we won’t step aside."

Two more groups soon joined the fight.

Each said they had the most urgent things to discuss with Naomi.

The n started to drag with each other. Their voices grew louder and more an as ti went on.

They started pushing and shoveling each other, as their faces turned even more deadly.

"I got here before all of you,"

a man yelled, his voice echoing through the restaurant.

"I insist on talking to Miss Naomi first, and I won’t accept no as an answer from any of you."

"No, our proposal offers the most money,"

Another man argued, his eyes showing resolve.

"She wouldn’t want to turn it down, and we won’t let you block us."

As the argunts grew worse, the n noticed Ethan sitting next to Naomi, his face turned deadly imdiately.

One of the n, a tall strong guy with a big mustache, looked at Ethan with clear dislike in his eyes.

"You there,"

he said, his voice oozing with contempt.

"Get up and go. We have big things to talk about with Miss Naomi."