Godly Investor: A Hundred Trillion Dollars For Investment And Donations-Chapter 247 -

Not long after they all went inside and settled into the booked.

The atmosphere in the room shifted as Serenity’s uncle, the same man who had been particularly challenging the last time Ethan encountered him, leaned forward with a smug grin. His voice carried a tone of mock politeness, but the underlying intent was clear.

"Didn’t Ethan say he was the one who took care of the problem? Strange, considering it was Brown who made it all happen."

At that moment Ethan’s brows rose slightly at the insinuation. His tone was measured, but there was a subtle edge to it.

"What exactly do you mean by that?" he asked, his sharp gaze locking on Serenity’s uncle.

The uncle smirked and gestured toward Brown, who stood by with a self-satisfied expression. "What I mean," the uncle said, "is that Brown here was the one who saw the potential in our project and took the initiative. He personally persuaded the godly investor to approve the contract. Without him, none of it would’ve been possible."

Immediately Murmurs of agreement rippled through the family. Brown, basking in the sudden spotlight, flashed a wide smile.

"Well," he said modestly, though his puffed-up demeanor betrayed his false humility, "I wouldn’t say I did it all alone. But yes, I did recognize the value of the York family’s vision. It wasn’t easy convincing the godly investor, but I managed."

Hearing what Brown just said.

Ethan’s expression didn’t waver, but a glint of something unreadable flickered in his eyes. He crossed his arms, studying Brown with quiet intensity.

The room buzzed even more with the York family’s praise for Brown. Serenity’s uncle leaned back in his chair, looking thoroughly pleased with himself, while Brown continued to accept the accolades with the air of someone who had just won an award.

Then Ethan pointed directly at Brown, his voice cutting through the chatter like a blade.

"You persuaded the godly investor?" he asked, his tone deceptively calm.

Hearing what Ethan just said.

The room was thick with tension as Ethan’s pointed question hung in the air.

Immediately the York family exchanged confused glances, murmurs rippling among them. Serenity’s uncle leaned forward, narrowing his eyes.

"What do you mean by that, Ethan?" His voice carried a sharp edge, laced with suspicion. "Do you even know who Mr. Brown is? Are you implying he’s lying?"

However Ethan didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he maintained his unwavering gaze on Brown, his silence heavy and deliberate. The family grew restless, unsure of what was happening. Brown, however, broke the silence with a dismissive laugh. "Of course I persuaded the godly investor," he said, smoothing his tie as though reaffirming his status.

"In fact, I went as far as suggesting how he should proceed with the project. It’s all thanks to my guidance that the deal went through and quickly."

The room erupted in praises again, with Serenity’s uncle applauding loudly.

"That’s why Mr. Brown is invaluable to this family," he declared, his voice ringing with conviction.

"He’s the reason we’re standing where we are today."

But Ethan wasn’t clapping. His calm exterior masked the storm brewing inside him. His jaw tightened, and his fists clenched at his sides, though he kept his voice measured when he finally spoke.

"You told the godly investor what to do?" he asked, his words slow and deliberate, each one like a blade cutting through the falsehoods.

At that moment Brown met Ethan’s gaze, clearly mistaking the calm for naivety.

"That’s right," he said confidently. "I laid out the entire plan for him. The godly investor followed my recommendations to the letter."

Ethan’s anger simmered beneath the surface, but his expression remained controlled. He couldn’t believe the audacity of this man, not only claiming credit for someone else’s work but using his name to spin lies.

This wasn’t just an insult—it was a direct affront to his integrity and the effort he had poured into his ventures.

As the York family continued to praise Brown, Ethan stood silently, calculating his next move.

He wouldn’t let this slide, but he needed to ensure his response dismantled their delusions entirely.

Ethan’s gaze remained locked on Mr. Brown as he leaned slightly forward, his voice calm but cutting. "Tell me, Mr. Brown," Ethan said, his words deliberate, "have you ever spoken to the godly investor face to face?"

At that moment the room fell silent, the question hanging like a challenge in the air.

However Brown faltered for a fraction of a second, but it was enough for Ethan to notice. Serenity’s uncle, however, wasted no time jumping to Brown’s defense.

"What are you trying to say, Ethan?" he snapped, his voice rising.

"Are you implying Mr. Brown is lying? After all, you’re the one who claimed you had settled everything before. Are you now saying it was you who spoke to the godly investor directly? Claiming all the credit for yourself?"

At that moment Ethan straightened, meeting the uncle’s fiery gaze with unshaken composure.

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"I’m not claiming anything," Ethan replied, his voice calm but firm. "I’m simply asking Mr. Brown to clarify. Since he’s taking credit for persuading the godly investor, I’d like to know—did he speak to him in person, or was it just an assumption?"

Immediately the room started buzzing with whispers, Serenity’s father and grandfather exchanging questioning looks. Brown’s confident demeanor cracked for the first time, but he quickly masked it with a forced laugh.

"Well, the godly investor is a busy man," he said, his tone defensive. "Not everything needs to happen face-to-face, Ethan. Sometimes, influence and strategy speak louder than personal interaction."

At that moment Serenity’s uncle cut in again, his anger now directed solely at Ethan. Experience new tales on novelbuddy

"Ethan, you need to be careful with your words," he warned, jabbing a finger in Ethan’s direction.

"You can’t just accuse someone like Mr. Brown without proof. If you think you’ve done more, then say it outright instead of undermining him."

However Ethan didn’t respond immediately, his expression unreadable as he glanced between the defensive uncle and the clearly cornered Brown.

He let the tension build, knowing that the truth would unravel on its own if he waited just long enough.