Godly Investor: A Hundred Trillion Dollars For Investment And Donations Chapter 188

Upon hearing what Ethan just said.

The manager's eyes widened, a flicker of panic crossing his face as he watched Ethan calmly return to his seat. "What… what are you doing?" the manager stamred, his voice shaky. He glanced at the door, then back at Ethan, as though trying to piece together a puzzle that didn't make sense.

"You locked the door? Why?"

At that mont Ethan leaned back in his chair, crossing one leg over the other, his expression unreadable. "What else would I do?" he said simply, his tone casual, almost dismissive.

However the manager, unable to contain his growing unease, darted toward the door.

without wasting anymore ti he gripped the handle tightly and twisted, but it didn't budge. His hands fumbled, yanking and pulling, but the door remained stubbornly closed.

At that mont his frustration mounted as he turned back to Ethan, his face pale. "How the hell did you lock this door?" he demanded.

Ethan's gaze was steady, his voice calm and deliberate. "There's no way out from the inside," he said, his tone carrying a quiet authority that made the manager freeze. "Only soone from outside can unlock it now."

At that mont The manager stared at Ethan, his chest rising and falling with quick, shallow breaths. "This is insane," he muttered, still gripping the door handle as though sheer force would make it open.

He didn't understand what is happening, but he's not going to take any chances, Ethan look Dangerous and the manner in which he took down the security guard says alot. Find your next read at empire

However Ethan shrugged lightly, his expression almost indifferent. "And with the way I see it," he added, his voice asured and composed, "nobody outside is going to disturb you anyti soon, you have have to relax, be because they would be thinking you're having your way with ."

The manager eye widened the weight of Ethan's words hung in the air, the room growing colder as the manager realized the gravity of the situation.

Imdiately The manager's face turned red with fury, his voice booming as he roared at Ethan. "You have no idea what you're doing! Do you think this is so kind of ga? If I don't co out within fifteen minutes, a team will co down here. And when they do, it'll be hell for you!" He jabbed a finger in Ethan's direction, his voice trembling with both anger and fear. "You've made the biggest mistake of your life, kid!"

However Ethan didn't react to the outburst. Instead, he leaned back in his chair, calm as ever, and casually rested his legs on the table.

At that mont He pulled his phone out of his pocket, scrolling for a mont before typing a ssage to Naomi.

He wrote, his fingers moving quickly over the screen.

[I'm at the bank. And the Situation's tense. Locked in with the manager. They've flagged my account over the funds I transfered. Need a way out without Involving my granddaughter.]

Seconds later, his phone vibrated with a reply.

And without wasting anymore ti he opened the ssage, reading Naomi's response.

[ I'll handle it. We'll use our new connections to get you out. Sit tight.]

Upon seeing Naomi respond a faint smirk tugged at the corner of Ethan's lips. He set his phone down on the table, his posture relaxed, as though the manager's threats had been nothing more than idle chatter. The tension in the room only seed to thicken as the manager watched him, incredulous at Ethan's calmness amidst the storm brewing outside.

Ethan leaned back in the chair even more, his body completely at ease, one arm draped over the backrest. For a brief mont, he considered dropping the bombshell—that he was Lady Madison's grandson.

If he said it aloud, the very ntion of her na would send shockwaves through this place. The thought made him smirk faintly, but he dismissed it just as quickly. His grandmother would undoubtedly demand answers about the five billion dollars, questions he wasn't prepared to face right now. he couldn't use that card. He had to rely on Naomi.

Without glancing at the manager, Ethan said casually, "My associates will be here soon. They'll get out of here just relax and wait."

At that mont the manager's eyes narrowed, his expression darkening as suspicion flickered across his face. To him, Ethan was a criminal—soone who had no business holding five billion dollars. His imagination imdiately conjured images of dangerous n storming the bank, ard and ready to pull Ethan out by any ans necessary.

"You an your criminal friends?" the manager sneered, his voice low and biting. "That's what you're waiting for? Don't think for a second we'll let you walk out of here. This is over for you."

However Ethan remained calm, tapping a finger lightly on the armrest of his chair. He didn't bother correcting the manager's assumptions. There was no point. Instead, he let the man stew in his own paranoia while Ethan waited patiently, fully confident that Naomi would handle things.

The manager still glaring at Ethan, his frustration boiling over. "You really have no idea what you're doing, do you?" he snapped, his voice heavy with disdain.

Still Ethan remained calm, leaning back in his chair, with a faint smirk playing on his lips. "Give it a few more minutes," he said, his tone casual but laced with confidence. "You'll understand soon enough."

At that mont the manager scoffed, shaking his head, but before he could retort, the sound of several footsteps echoed from outside the room. Both n turned their attention toward the door, their ears straining as voices filtered through the thick walls.

"Mr Roy Cooper," soone said clearly.

Upon hearing the na the manager's expression transford instantly, his face lighting up with excitent. "Roy Cooper!" he repeated, his voice rising in astonishnt. He shot to his feet, nearly knocking over his chair. "That's the head of the bank! Do you hear that, Kid? You're done for! Roy Cooper himself has co. A man like him… you're finished!"

The footsteps stopped just outside the door, and the muffled sound of Roy Cooper's voice rang through. "Break the door," he ordered firmly.

Before Ethan could respond, the door burst open with a deafening crash.