Godly Investor:A Hundred Trillion Dollars For Investment And Donations Chapter 173

At that mont the boss turned to Ethan, his expression unreadable. Ethan t his gaze, his eyes twinkling with amusent, but he remained silent.

Director John continued, his voice rising with each word.

"He took down all of our security guards like they were nothing! I’ve never seen anything like it, sir. He’s a nace, and we need to deal with him before he causes any more trouble!"

Mr Williams’ eyes widened, his jaw dropping slightly as he listened to Director John’s tirade. He glanced at Ethan, then back at Director John, his expression one of utter disbelief.

However Ethan, for his part, remained silent, his arms still crossed, his smile never wavering. He seed content to let Director John dig himself deeper and deeper into more trouble.

He would have explained everything to him if he followed the process of confirming the card, but instead he jumped into conclusion.

Serenity still watching the exchange, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn’t understand why Ethan wasn’t defending himself now that Mr Williams is here, and he’s allowing Director John to paint him as so sort of criminal mastermind.

As Director John continued his frantic tirade, pointing accusingly at Ethan and recounting the events that had transpired, the boss stood in shocked silence. His eyes widened with each passing mont, his mouth agape as he tried to process the unbelievable tale unfolding before him.

Ethan still remained calm and composed, his arms crossed and a slight smile playing on his lips.

At that mont he t the boss’s gaze with a deadly look.

Serenity still watches the exchange with bated breath, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn’t comprehend how Ethan could maintain such an unflappable deanor in the face of Director John’s scathing accusations.

As Director John’s voice reached a crescendo, the boss suddenly held up his hand, silencing the irate man. The boss’s eyes locked with Ethan’s, a silent communication passing between them.

At that mont, it beca clear what he had to do.

The boss cleared his throat, his voice cutting through the tense atmosphere like a knife.

"Director John,"

he said, his tone asured and authoritative.

"I believe there has been a grave misunderstanding."

Director John’s face contorted in confusion, his brow furrowing as he tried to make sense of the boss’s words.

"But, sir,"

he protested, gesturing wildly towards Ethan.

"This man is a criminal! He tried to play us for a fool and attacked our security team!"

The boss shook his head, a wry smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"John!"

he said, his voice filled with a quiet intensity.

"Mr. Ethan is not a criminal. In fact, he is here on behalf of a top client, soone who is considering making a significant investnt in our company."

Upon hearing what Mr Williams just said, Director John’s jaw dropped, his eyes bulging in disbelief. "what?"

he stamred, his voice barely above a whisper.

Mr Williams turned to Ethan, his expression one of utmost respect. "Mr. Ethan, I apologize for the deplorable treatnt you have received at the hands of my staff," he said, his voice filled with sincerity.

"Please, allow to make ands for this egregious error."

Ethan nodded, but still not smiling.

Seeing Ethan wasn’t smiling Mr Williams knew trouble was coming, he can’t afford to offend a right hand man to the Godly investor, and he can’t address him so, because Miss Naomi was so clear about it in their previous eting.

imdiately he turned to Director John, his eyes narrowing.

"And you, John,"

he said, his voice dripping with disappointnt.

"How dare you treat Mr. Ethan in such a manner? Do you realize the potential consequences of your actions? Mr. Ethan’s client is considering investing heavily in our company, and your behavior could have jeopardized that opportunity."

imdiately Director John’s face paled, his hands trembling at his sides.

"I didn’t know, sir,"

he stamred, his voice quivering with fear.

"I thought..."

The boss held up his hand, silencing the man once John.

"You thought wrong, John,"

he said, his voice filled with a quiet fury.

"Mr. Ethan was also here to inspect our company, to ensure that we are worthy of his client’s investnt. And what do you think he will report back after witnessing such a display of incompetence and disrespect?"

However Director John stood there, his mouth agape, as the boss’s words sank in. The revelation that Ethan was here on behalf of a top client, soone who was considering investing heavily in the company, hit him like a ton of bricks.

His Still face paled, and his hands began to tremble as the gravity of his mistake dawned upon him.

In a desperate attempt to salvage the situation, Director John turned to Ethan, his eyes wide with panic. "Mr. Ethan,"

he pleaded, his voice quivering, " You should have explained to ? If I had known you were here on behalf of such an important client, I never would have treated you in such a manner or think about the card."

However Ethan remained silent, his expression still unreadable. He simply raised an eyebrow, as if challenging Director John to continue.

The boss, however, had heard enough. His face contorted with anger, and he pointed a finger at Director John.

"You’re fired." he bellowed, his voice echoing through the S exclusive showroom.

"Your behavior today has been unacceptable, and I will not tolerate such disrespect towards any of our clients."

Director John’s face crumpled, and he fell to his knees before Ethan. "Please, Mr. Ethan,"

he begged, his hands clasped in front of him.

"I’m sorry for my actions. I was wrong. Please, don’t let this affect your client’s decision to invest in our company. I’ll do anything to make this right, anything at all I will do."

Ethan looked down at the groveling man, a hint of amusent playing on his lips. He glanced at the boss, who nodded in approval, before turning back to Director John. "Finalize the deal,"

he said, his voice calm and asured.

"Ensure that the car is prepared to my specifications, and I will consider."

Director John nodded frantically, scrambling to his feet. He barked orders at the remaining staff, who scurried to fulfill Ethan’s request. Within minutes, the car was brought around, gleaming under the showroom lights.

Ethan walked around the vehicle, inspecting it with a critical eye. Serenity watched him, her heart still pounding in her chest, unsure of what he would do next.

Suddenly, Ethan reached down and picked up one of the fallen security guards’ batons. With a swift, powerful motion, he smashed it against the front glass of the car.