Godly Investor:A Hundred Trillion Dollars For Investment And Donations Chapter 124

Upon hearing what the man just say to him Ethan couldn’t believe the man’s words. His eyes widened with shock and anger.

’This guy’s got so nerve to talk to in such a manner when he’s standing on my property.’

he said to himself, his fists balled up.

He was amazed at how these n could fight and disturb everyone’s dinner and he still has the guts to utter nonsense.

The place felt uneasy at that mont, and Ethan knew he had to do sothing.

At that mont Ethan stood up with purpose, his chair making a little bit of dragging noise on the floor.

The man who’d gotten in his face earlier ca closer looking at Ethan with a an eyes.

"I said get out, kid,"

he hissed, his words full of hate. "You don’t belong here, even though you must have gotten here first, but you don’t belong here."

he pointed at the exit door.

"Now leave before we descend on you."

Ethan however stayed quiet, his eyes narrowed as he concentrated his attention on him.

’He doesn’t know who he’s dealing with,’

Ethan said to himself.

At that mont he locked eyes with the man then he said.

"Aura!"

Ethan at that mont stood in front of the man, he didn’t want to do this but he was forced, he’s not going to fold his hands and allow them to disrupt everyone inside the restaurant.

The air around him sparked with energy, and the man’s eyes grew wide with terror, he wanted to say sothing but words refused to co out from his mouth, suddenly his forehead covered with sudden sweat as the fear suddenly grew even more intense.

He saw Ethan walking closer to him and for so reason he couldn’t react. It was then he understood how he had ssed up.

In one quick move, Ethan landed a strong punch right on the man’s face, the impact throwing him across the restaurant.

The man’s back hit the wall with a horrible sound, and he fell to the floor, his body still and motionless.

At that mont other diners in the restaurant let out shocked gasps. They stared with wide eyes, not believing what they just saw.

The arguing n had made them uneasy earlier, but now they can’t help but watch.

They wondered what Ethan would do next.

"Did you see that?"

they asked each other , their voices mixing awe and fear of what might happen.

At that mont Ethan’s aura glowed around him as he talked. His voice stayed low but firm.

"This restaurant is for people who own houses in the estates or who ca to visit their family and friends,"

he said. as he looked at each of the remaining n one at a ti.

"You ca here without permission. For that reason all of you are going to pay and face punishnt for what you did. And as for The staff who snuck you in will also get in trouble too."

At that mont one of the n moved forward, with fear written all over him. His face was white with dread.

"Who... who are you?"

he asked. His voice shook. His hands quivered, and sweat dotted his brow.

imdiately Naomi rose, her eyes gleaming as she pointed at Ethan. "This is Mr.Ethan, he owns a house in the estates,"

she said. Her voice echoed in the quiet room. She put her hand on Ethan’s shoulder to comfort and back him away from Punching another person.

Upon hearing what Naomi just said the n’s jaws fell open. Their eyes grew big as everything beca clear to them now.

"A house owner?"

they muttered to each other, sounding scared and doubtful. Right then several security guards rushed into the restaurant.

They looked serious and ready for action.

Naomi had called them earlier. They gathered around the n, hands on their weapons ready to attack if even the other.

"Get rid of them,"

At that mont Naomi commanded in a strong voice.

She stared at the n with disgust. "Escort them out, And make sure each of these people buys a house. They need to learn the hard way when they do wrong things."

The security guards nodded with stern faces as they walked the n out of the restaurant.

Naomi’s words sounded like a joke, but her tone ant business, and the n didn’t dare argue.

They lowered their heads feeling ashad as they left, their hopes of eting Naomi and discussing business with her now crushed.

As the guards took the n away, the other custors in the restaurant started clapping, their faces showing thanks and respect for Ethan.

"Thank you, young man,"

they said to him, sounding relieved and grateful.

Naomi turned to them with an apologetic look.

"I’m sorry for the trouble,"

she said aning every word. "We’ll make sure this doesn’t happen again."

Ethan and Naomi exited the restaurant, their thoughts racing about the recent happenings.

Ethan looked at Naomi, with a sly grin on his face.

"You know, this place is off-limits for you now,"

he said joking around.

"People will snap up properties all over just to sit down with you and discuss business."

Naomi agreed, with a regretful smile on her face.

"I guess I’ll need to learn to cook more now."

she said, her eyes sparkling with humor.

Naomi looked at Ethan with a serious face.

"What’s next for you, Ethan?"

she asked. Her voice showed she cared and worried a little.

She looked at his face to see if he felt unsure or afraid.

"You have that governnt eting this weekend. Are you prepared?"

At that mont Ethan let out a breath, his shoulders dropped a bit. "I’m not sure, Naomi,"

he said. His voice low, he didn’t know what to think.

He moved his hand through his hair, his forehead wrinkled with stress.

"Right now, I need to focus on getting ready for school. I can’t let all this take my mind off my studies."

Naomi bobbed her head, her eyes turning gentle as she grasped the situation. She dug into her pocket and grabbed the keys to her Ferrari shoving them into Ethan’s palm. "Take this!"