Godly Investor:A Hundred Trillion Dollars For Investment And Donations Chapter 235

At that mont Ethan finally spoke, his voice calm but firm.

"I understand your concerns. However, it seems to that the focus is misplaced. Instead of questioning why a video exposing corruption caused backlash, perhaps you should be asking why such corruption existed in the first place, I was expecting you to asked her so questions why she wanted to fra up, but you’re here taking sides, I’m not surprised after all."

His words caused a ripple of unease across the room, but Ethan wasn’t done.

"This isn’t just about losing followers or dealing with public criticism. This is about the company’s integrity. If your foundation is built on deceit, no amount of followers or public favor will save you when it collapses."

Imdiately the older man frowned deeply, and the family master’s smirk faltered ever so slightly. The celebrity girl, however, sat frozen, her smirk replaced with a look of unease.

Ethan’s gaze swept the room, unwavering.

"If we don’t address the rot at its core, the company will fail. I made a bold decision, yes, but it was one necessary to remind everyone of the standard we should uphold. Now, the real question is, what will you do about it?"

His words lingered in the air, a challenge unspoken but clearly felt.

At that mont The older man adjusted his glasses, his tone heavy with frustration as he paced slowly. "Ethan or what ever you call yourself, your job is clear. You’re not here to act on impulses or to solve problems in ways that attract more backlash to the company. Your role, as the chief examiner, is to identify issues, take note of everything going wrong, and report directly to —the chief manager."

He stopped pacing and turned to face Ethan directly, his expression firm.

"From there, I escalate the matter to Noami Bryson. She’s the one who communicates with the owner. That’s the proper chain of command. Deviating from it not only undermines the process but also creates unnecessary complications and you know what that ans."

The room was thick with tension, the family master leaning back in his chair, clearly enjoying Ethan being put in his place—or so he thought.

Imdiately The celebrity girl’s triumphant smirk reappeared, her confidence restored.

Ethan, however, didn’t flinch. His eyes remained fixed on the older man, absorbing every word. Inwardly, he was weighing the hypocrisy of the lecture.

He couldn’t believe they want order, yet they were blind to the chaos that their own negligence had sown. without being told he could tell he has been keeping a blind eye to everything she has been doing.

According to the Security n she has been doing it.

"So," Ethan began, his voice calm yet edged with a subtle challenge, "if I understand correctly, my job is simply to observe and report? To pass information up the ladder while allowing rot to fester in the anti?"

Hearing what Ethan just said.

The older man frowned, his lips pressing into a thin line.

"It’s not about allowing rot, Ethan. It’s about following the system. Acting rashly, as you did, disrupts the company’s balance and you know that."

Ethan’s gaze hardened.

"The company’s balance? Is that what you call a system where corruption thrives, employees are mistreated, and the reputation of the brand is at stake? Forgive if I struggle to see the value in preserving that kind of balance."

At that mont the older man opened his mouth to respond, but Ethan continued, his tone sharper now.

"I took action because action was necessary. And let be clear, I’m not here to babysit egos or perpetuate a broken system. My responsibility is to ensure this company succeeds, and that ans making decisions that align with that goal, whether they follow your chain of command or not it’s none of my business."

The room was silent, the weight of Ethan’s words hanging heavy in the air. The older man looked visibly unsettled, his authority shaken. The family master’s smirk had disappeared entirely, replaced by a scowl.

The celebrity girl shifted uncomfortably, realizing that Ethan wasn’t as easily subdued as she’d hoped.

At that mont Ethan took a step forward, his voice calm but resolute.

"If you want to follow the system, then show a system worth following. Until then, I’ll continue to do what’s right for this company, not what’s convenient for you."

Hearing what Ethan just said.

The older man clenched his jaw, his hands tightening into fists as he tried to formulate a response. Ethan, however, had already made his point and turned toward the door.

"Now, if you’ll excuse ," Ethan said without looking back, "there’s work to be done."

With that, he was about walking away when he heard a voice.

"Where do you think you’re going to."

The family master’s lips twitched with a faint smile, his voice dripping with calculated calm. "Ethan, did you hear what the chief said? Let explain. This gentleman here is not just anyone. He’s a close relative of the previous highest shareholder—the very person the new owner bought the company from."

He let the words settle like a stone in the room, his gaze sharpening as it rested on Ethan.

Without giving Ethan a chance to reply, the family master leaned forward slightly, clasping his hands together on the table.

"So, tell , Ethan. What do you suggest we do now? After this... disaster you’ve caused?"

The question wasn’t an invitation for input. It was a declaration, a not-so-subtle attempt to pin the entire situation squarely on Ethan’s shoulders.

The room fell silent for a mont, the tension palpable.

Before Ethan could respond, the older man—the chief manager—cleared his throat and spoke, his voice tinged with authority. "There’s only one solution to salvage this ss."

Imdiately he adjusted his glasses, locking eyes with Ethan. "You’ll have to co on air and apologize to the celebrity girl. Publicly. Say you’re new, that you acted rashly, and admit that the videos you released were nothing more than staged pranks. Acting. Nothing real."

The weight of the demand hung in the air like an anvil.

The master of the family nodded in agreent, leaning back in his chair with a smug expression as if the matter was already resolved.

At that mont all eyes were on Ethan now, waiting for his response.