Godly Investor: A Hundred Trillion Dollars For Investment And Donations Chapter 146

Upon hearing what Ethan just said The boss's practiced composure crumbled, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water.

The crystal tumbler in his hand trembled slightly, the ice cubes clinking against glass in the sudden silence.

'This has to be so kind of joke' his mind raced.

' This kid looks like a student and no student could possibly...'

"You..."

he cleared his throat, trying to regain his iron grip on the situation.

At that mont Sweat beaded on his forehead despite the room's perfect temperature.

" How can a kid like you, throw around billions?"

His laugh ca out forced, strained, echoing hollow in the vast study room.

'Who the hell is this boy really?, I saw him fight and he didn't even looked like a child'

He was still deeply in thought of how to handle the situation.

At that mont the ard n exchanged uncertain glances, again their training warring with their instincts. Sothing about Ethan's calm deanor made their trigger fingers itch.

'He's either insane or the most dangerous person in this room'

One guard thought nervously.

The boss leaned forward, his expensive suit creasing as he planted both hands on the desk.

His vein pulsed in his temple. His voice carried a dangerous edge now, all pretense of civility falling away. "Fine. since you're so confident about everything, why don't you make the paynt right now."

imdiately His eyes glittered with dark amusent, he knows Ethan can't afford it, it's just so kind of trick, How even if he managed to do so, Ethan has made the greatest mistakes, by coming here alone.

"Transfer 1.2 billion dollars to this account, and everything here – the mansion, the organization, all of it – belongs to you."

'Ti to end this little bastard's bluff'

he said to himself with a deadly gaze he showed Ethan the account details he wants the money to be transferred to.

However Ethan was still calm as ever.

'These people never learn'

Ethan said to himself then he reached for his phone casually, almost eager for what was to co.

'Always thinking their little kingdoms an sothing to others, but little do they know it can't be compared to others.'

At that mont the room held its collective breath as Ethan's fingers moved across his phone screen, the tension thick enough to cut with a knife.

'Either this kid's about to die'

the boss thought.

'or I'm about to witness sothing impossible.'

Imdiately Ethan sent the money to the account the boss had provided.

At that mont the notification pinged on the boss's phone, the sound cutting through the tense silence. His eyes widened as he saw the impossible number: [$1,200,000,000 - Transfer Complete. ]

'My God, it's real'

his mind reeled.

'The little bastard actually did it.'

For a mont, complete silence filled the study room, broken only by the soft ticking of an antique clock.

Then a slow, cruel smile spread across the boss's face, his eyes turning cold as winter.

"This changes everything."

He said to himself.

"Well, well..."

he drawled, setting down his crystal tumbler with exaggerated care.

"It seems we have ourselves a real prince among us."

His fingers trembled slightly with barely contained excitent.

He stood slowly, adjusting his cufflinks with deliberate care.

Every movent was calculated to mask his racing thoughts.

"You know what I'm thinking?"

His voice dripped with false warmth.

"A spoiled little rich boy, playing around with daddy's money."

'Stupid, privileged child'

"Your family probably doesn't even know you're here, do they?"

At that mont the ard n began moving slowly, their training kicking in as they ford a tighter circle around Ethan.

The tallic sound of safeties clicking off echoed through the room like deadly wind chis. "Poor kid"

the man said.

"You should've stayed in school, or be at ho sleeping."

Without saying anymore he pointed at Ethan. Discover more stories at empire

"Kill him,"

The boss commanded, his voice suddenly hard as steel.

His eyes glead with avarice. "Clean him and clear the ss quickly, with no trace."

He said his mind was already racing with possibilities.

'With 1.2 billion dollars, I could build an empire that would make the underground tremble. I'll be the one giving orders'

However Ethan stood motionless in the center of the death circle, his expression unchanged.

'So predictable'

Ethan thought, watching the boss's betrayal unfold exactly as he'd anticipated.

'Though I admit thinking he wouldn't play gas, but accepting the money so quickly should have been my first clue. Greed makes them careless'

At that mont Ethan brought out his staff from his pocket.

With a deliberate slowness, Ethan tapped it against the marble floor. The sound was barely louder than a whisper.

imdiately the mansion shuddered to its foundations. Books rattled on their shelves like chattering teeth, crystal glasses sang against each other in terrified harmony, and the massive chandeliers swayed ominously. A presence filled the room.

[The Cobra King aura has been activated]

At that mont the ard n froze mid-motion, their fingers stuck on triggers but they couldn't pull. Panic blazed in their eyes as they fought against the invisible force.

'What kind of monster is this?'

their thoughts scread silently. Sweat poured down their faces, soaking through expensive suits.

"Can't... move..."

one guard managed to gasp.

"What's... happening to us?"

another choked out.

The boss's mouth hung open in a silent scream, his body rigid behind his desk. His mind raced with terrifying possibilities.

"What... what is this?"

he managed to gasp through his clenched teeth, his veins start bulging in his neck from the effort he's putting in.

"What are you?"

'Dear God, what have I tried to cross?'

He started crying inside his mind.

At that mont Ethan's face transford, all pretense of humanity falling away like a discarded mask.

His eyes turned cold and reptilian as he surveyed the frozen figures before him, pupils narrowing to vertical slits.

"Since you played for a fool,"

He said his voice ehoing through the room.

"I'll make this simple. You're all going to die."