Godly Investor: A Hundred Trillion Dollars For Investment And Donations Chapter 89

Imdiately Ethan said the word The system sounded.

[Aura has been activated]

The system's voice echoed in Ethan's mind as he focused his gaze on Jay.

At that mont a wave of energy rippled through the air, invisible to the naked eye.

Jay's eyes widened in confusion, his mouth opening to hurl another insult. But before he could utter a word, his body seized up, his muscles contracting involuntarily. He clutched at his chest, a look of sheer terror etched on his face as he stumbled backwards and fell to his knees.

imdiately sweat covered his forehead, he doesn't know what is going on but for so reason he's scared to the core.

The rest of the team couldn't understand what they were seeing; they couldn't help but just watch in stunned silence, their brains struggling to process what they were seeing.

One mont ago, Jay had been in full attack mode, ready to tear Ethan to shreds. The next, he was on the ground, quivering like a leaf in a hurricane.

Jay's eyes darted around wildly, his breath coming in filled with panicked gasps.

"please!"

he stamred, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Please, Ethan. I... I didn't an it. I swear, all of those things I said I didn't an any of them. Please forgive , I'm so sorry."

Jay tried to tighten his lip but he couldn't, for so reason he can't get control of himself, deep down he doesn't want to be doing all of this, but his body is just reacting and he can't control them and now his mind is beginning to obey.

At that mont few of the players exchanged nervous glances, unsure whether to laugh or call for help. They had expected to see Ethan on his knees, begging for rcy today after everything Jay said before coming here.

But instead, it was Jay who was groveling at Ethan's feet, they were thinking jay was just acting earlier, but this is damn serious, and jay that they know would never such a thing to get at soone, so of them shake their head, they couldn't believe his tough-guy persona has been shattered into a million pieces.

They thought they had seen it all but Jay shocked them with his next words.

"I'll do anything, anything at all just na it."

Jay whimpered, his hands clasped in front of Ethan like a penitent sinner.

"Just... just make it stop. I can't... I can't breathe again."

At that mont he started to hyperventilate, his face turning a sickly shade of green.

"Please, Ethan. I... I have a family. A dog. I'll never bother you again, I swear on my mother's grave, please just let go."

A few of the players couldn't help but snicker at the laughable turn of the situation. The great Jay Brown, reduced to a blubbering ss by a kid half his size and capacity. It was like sothing out of a comic book when a strong villain would be begging a little protagonist.

Ethan at that mont couldn't help but just smiled enigmatically, and stepped around Jay's prone form. He was walking towards the locker room, his head held high, as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

Deep down he's happy he finally gets to use the new attribute, with this he wouldn't need to fight too much again.

Upon seeing Ethan walking to them the rest of the team parted ways for him like the Red Sea, their eyes wide with fear. They had no idea what Ethan had done to Jay, but they knew one thing for sure: they did not want to be on his bad side.

Ethan went to change his clothes and the coach arrived and practice started.

After practice, Coach Johnson pulled Ethan aside.

with a calm voice he said.

"Listen, kid, the team was supposed to have a little celebration for our big win last ga. We were going to do it that day, but you weren't around, so we postponed it. Tradition says the MVP of the ga hosts the party, and, well...

that's you and since you won and was gifted sothing, I would suggest you use one stone to kill two birds, you can also use the opportunity as your welco party to the team also."

Ethan just nodded. He clearly understands what the coach just said, rembering the long-standing team rule. He couldn't exactly back out now, not without looking like a complete tool.

"Sure thing, Coach,"

he said, his voice casual.

"I'll take care of it today."

Coach Johnson nodded.

" That's great, you can talk with Mike he will help you with the arrangents"

Ethan nodded to the coach's words and both of them concluded.

He sauntered over to Mike, the new team captain, and clapped him on the shoulder.

"Hey, man. Can you handle the arrangents for the dinner? Just text the address of the restaurant you book, and I'll cover the bills."

However Mike blinked in surprise. He had been aning to apologize to Ethan for the way the team had treated him after the ga, but seeing how smoothly Ethan had handled himself at practice, he decided to let it go.

"Uh, yeah. Sure thing, Ethan,"

he said, his voice a bit unsteady. "I'll... I'll let you know."

Ethan then exchanged numbers with Mike.

As Ethan walked away, Damien, the forr team captain, felt a surge of anger rising in his chest.

"Who doesn't this kid think he's, strutting around commanding others like he owned everyone?"

he said to himself angrily.

Damien ca from a wealthy family himself, and he wasn't about to let so upstart freshman show him up like he did in the match, and it made the Coach to drop him as the captain, and he was even reported for the video he posted, if not for his family influence to speak with the Coach to let it go, promised it would not happen again, he would have been out of the team already.

At that mont an idea began to form in his mind, a way to put Ethan in his place once and for all.

imdiately he sidled up to Mike, with a sly grin on his face.

"Hey, man,"

he said, his voice low and conspiratorial.

"Why don't we have the party at my family's restaurant? I can get us a killer discount, and we'll have a big space all to ourselves as a team."

However Mike hesitated, sensing that Damien had an ulterior motive. But the lure of a cheap venue was too strong to resist and he wanted sowhere cheap for the party.

And at the sa ti he might be wrong at Damien he might want to do this out of generosity.

"Sure, Damien,"

he said, shrugging his shoulders. "Sounds good to ."

Both of them concluded then Mike walked away to make the arrangents.

At that mont Damien's face turned deadly.

He heard Ethan had blown all his money on that stupid bet he did with Billy. There was no way the kid could afford to foot the bill for an entire team dinner and in his family restaurant.

"Enjoy your mont in the sun, Ethan,"

Damien muttered under his breath. "Because after tonight, you'll be washing dishes until graduation to pay off your debt."