Godly Investor: A Hundred Trillion Dollars For Investment And Donations Chapter 83

Ethan's jaw dropped when he saw Naomi standing there talking to soone. His eyes nearly popped out of his head.

"No way!"

he thought to himself, his mind racing with thought.

"This is the estate she was talking about on the phone? if I had known I would have just requested for her in the first place?"

However the man Naomi was arguing with said sothing that made Ethan's blood boil.

He leaned back in his chair, with a smug grin on his face.

"Listen, sweetheart,"

he drawled, his voice dripping with confidence.

"If you walk away now, you'll be the one footing the bill for all the custom furniture you ordered. The manager has already put in the order, but I can easily tell her I never asked for it. And guess who'll be forced to pay? You, and you know how much it would cost."

he then smiled and said.

"Eight million dollars, just in case you have forgotten."

At that mont he let out a low whistle, shaking his head in a Mockery way.

"And that's not all, my darling. You'll also find yourself out of a job for making such mistake. Is that what you want? To pay through your nose and be unemployed?"

Then he leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with malice.

"Or you could just agree to spend one asly night with , just one night and all your troubles will disappear. I've even got so buddies who are looking to buy so properties. If you play your cards right, I'll bring them here and put in a good word for you. Who knows? You might even end up becoming the manager at that joint."

Upon hearing what the man just said Naomi's face turned a shade of red that would make even a tomato jealous.

imdiately her hands clenched into her fists so tight, that made her knuckles start turning white.

Ethan couldn't take the nonsense anymore he was about to step in and give the crap a piece of his mind, but Naomi beat him to it.

"You can take your offer and shove it where the sun doesn't shine,"

she snarled, her voice shaking with rage.

"You have no idea who you're dealing with, you immoral person. You think you're the first lowlife to try this garbage talk on ? Think again you loser. All the others who tried such nonsense with are currently enjoying the hospitality of the state prison."

At that mont the man's smile faltered for a second, but he quickly regained his composure.

He couldn't believe Naomi would have the guts to threaten him, instead of her being grateful to have given her such offers, but she wanted to play hard to get.

He shrugged, leaning back in his seat.

"Have it your way then, princess. But don't co crying to when you're up to your eyeballs in debt and begging for change on the street corner, then I will not listen to you."

Naomi was practically vibrating with fury hearing the man's more disturbing words.

'If I had known this scumbag was going to pull this stunt, I wouldn't have lifted a finger to help him order the stuff ahead,'

she thought to herself, her stomach churning with regret and anger.

Ethan at that mont couldn't stand by and watch the arrogant man any longer. He marched over to their table, his brow furrowed with concern.

Without wasting any more ti he said.

"Hey, is everything okay over here?"

He asked, his voice cutting through the tension like a knife.

Upon hearing the voice Naomi imdiately turned around, her eyes widening in shock when she saw Ethan. Her mouth fell open and she stared at him like he had two heads.

"Ethan?"

she stamred, her brain struggling to process his sudden appearance.

"What in the world are you doing here?"

The man glared at Ethan, his lip curling in disdain.

"Who's this pipsqueak?"

He sneered, looking Ethan up and down like he was sothing he'd scraped off the bottom of his shoe.

However Before Naomi could even begin to formulate a response, the manager ca rushing over.

Her eyes darted between Ethan, Naomi, and the big spender, her face was like a mask of confusion and surprise seeing all of them here.

"Well, well, well,"

she said, forcing a smile on her face because she knows sothing is wrong.

"I had no idea you were all acquainted with each other."

Her mind was racing, trying to figure out how to use this unexpected connection to her advantage.

The Manager ca back to remind Ethan to refer his friends to her, she knows rich kid like this do intend to move around with other rich kids.

But coming here again and seeing everyone she knows sothing is wrong.

Ethan nodded to what the manager just said, but his gaze never left the man's face.

"Yeah, Naomi and I know ourselves. But I can't say I've had the pleasure of eting this charming gentleman,"

he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

The manager jumped in, eager to make introductions.

"Ah, allow to introduce you. This distinguished gentleman, he just made the purchase of the day, a mansion worth 15 million dollars. And he's graciously agreed to furnish it with an additional 8 million dollars."

At that mont the man raised his shoulder, his chest puffing out with pride.

The manager then turned to the man, gesturing towards Ethan.

"And this impressive young man is Ethan. He also made a significant purchase today, a lovely mansion for 7 million dollars."

The man's eyes narrowed as he stuck out his hand, expecting Ethan to fall all over himself to shake it. But Ethan just stared at the proffered hand like it was a dead fish, his own hands remaining firmly by his sides; he didn't want anything to do with the man for trying to take advantage of Naomi.

upon seeing what Ethan just did the man's face turned deadly imdiately, he couldn't believe the kid just embarrassed him.

He turned to the manager, his voice tight with barely controlled rage.

"I don't recall agreeing to any furniture purchases. I have no idea what you're talking about with the 8 million dollars furniture."

imdiately the manager's face drained of color. She opened and closed his mouth like a fish out of water, desperately trying to co up with a response but she couldn't utter a word.

But Ethan stepped forward,

and face the manager with dead eyes.

"I've got a question for you,"

He said, his voice ringing out loud and clear.

The manager then faced Ethan as she was still trying to process what the man just said.

"How much would it cost to buy this entire estate?"