Godly Investor: A Hundred Trillion Dollars For Investment And Donations

Chapter 162



Chapter 162

Upon hearing what David just said Ethan just shakes his head.

"No exceptions,"

Ethan said coldly, his voice carrying lethal precision.

"Continue."

Hearing what Ethan just said, the security started walking closer. Your journey continues with empire

The elite group immediately dropped to their knees, designer labels hitting concrete.

Marcus's Armani suit, worth more than a regular person's monthly salary, immediately began shredding against the rough pavement.

Halfway through the tortuous journey, Marcus's perfectly styled hair hung in sweaty strings around his face.

His manicured hands were raw and bleeding.

He turned toward Ethan, trying to summon his family authority despite being four of them.

"You're finished!"

he snarled, though his voice cracked pathetically.

"When we leave here our families would come for you just wait and see, I would–"

At that moment his threat was interrupted by a pained gasp as his knee hit a particularly rough patch.

"My father's Media Group will destroy you!"

David wheezed between crawls, his watch scraping against concrete. " You just wait and see, my father would make Your life become hell!" His face was red with exertion and humiliation.

"Every newspaper, every channel," Marcus continued, tears of pain and rage mixing with the sweat dripping from his face.

His designer pants were shredded at the knees, blood staining the expensive fabric.

"We'll ruin you! You'll regret this humiliation! it's a promise you will regret this."

But their threats seemed to dissolve in the air as Ethan watched impassively, the security teams flanking him like dark shadows.

The other students who had already suffered their punishment stood silent, heads bowed, some had run off, while others were still wiping their mouths after their boot-licking ordeal.

'Empty threats from broken princes.'

Ethan thought, watching their remaining dignity crumble with each meter they crawled.

However Marcus was still gazing at Ethan with deadly eyes.

" You're going to regret this I promise you, even if it's the last thing I do."

"That's precisely why I'm savoring every moment,"

Ethan replied smoothly to their threats, his voice carrying just enough edge to make them shiver. His perfectly clean shoes gleamed in the light, waiting.

he whispered, his confidence voice reduced to a rasp.

David could barely lift his head, his thousand-dollar watch now a tangled mess, his designer suit streaked beyond recognition.

Elvis hands shook violently as he tried to stand, but he couldn't.

"Get the carts,"

the elegant woman commanded. At that moment Silent electric estate vehicles appeared instantly. The once-proud students had to be physically supported by security, their legs buckling, knees leaving bloody marks on pristine vehicle seats.

Elvis actually whimpered as they helped him aboard, his silk suit beyond salvation.

"My father..."

he mumbled deliriously.

"will never let you go unpunished, you just wait.."

As the carts carried away the remnants of their shattered dignity, Ethan's phone buzzed. And Naomi's name flashed on the screen.

Without wasting any more time he answered the call.

"I'm at the estate residence,"

Ethan just nodded.

" I will be with you soon."

The call ended.

After the call ended and the remaining students had already left the scene Ethan decided to go visit Naomi.

After a few minutes of walking he arrived at Naomi's estate residence, then he entered.

Naomi was seated comfortably waiting for Ethan.

Upon seeing Ethan she immediately brought out the documents.

"Everything Is finalized"

she said, her fingers sliding documents across her mahogany desk with practiced precision.

Her eyes gleamed with satisfaction. "All acquisitions complete, all transfers legal. Your empire is taking shape."

At that moment Ethan felt the power thrumming through his enhanced body, each heartbeat sending waves of strength through his veins. Without being told he knows Naomi has completed everything, he's now stronger because he got all the system points and he had perfectly distributed everywhere, transforming him into something far beyond human limitation.

"Now that everything has been completed, it's time to establish your reign,"

Naomi said, her silk blouse rustling as she pulled up the entertainment company's profile. Her fingers danced across the displays, revealing a web of connections and influences like a digital spider web. "They need to understand who's really in charge now."

Her perfectly painted lips curved into a predatory smile.

"The entertainment industry first."


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