LRAB Chapter 110
Chapter 110
Upon hearing that Ethan just said. Naomi's eyebrows shot up so high they practically disappeared into her hairline.
She stared at him, her mouth hanging open in a perfect look of disbelief.
"Hold up."
She said, holding up a hand like a traffic cop.
"You want me to be your what now? Your mouth? What does that even mean?"
Her voice was filled with a mix of confusion she couldn't help but continued.
"Are you out of your damn mind?"
Ethan at that moment sighed, running a hand through his hair again.
"Look, Naomi,"
He said, his voice low but calm.
"I'm not ready for the business world to know who I am. Not yet. So I need you to do the talking for me. To be my voice, my face. so you will be my mouth when the time is over."
He looked at her, his eyes pleading behind the mask.
"I know it's a lot to ask. But I trust you, Naomi. You're the only one who can do this for me, and I wouldn't have to think of anything going wrong."
Upon hearing what Ethan just said Naomi stared at him for a long moment, her expression unreadable. Then, slowly, she nodded.
"Alright, fine."
She said, her voice grudging.
"I'll be your mouth. But you owe me big time for this."
Ethan let out a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding.
"Thank you, Naomi."
he said, his voice warm with gratitude.
"I won't forget this, for always looking out for me, and wanting to help."
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Naomi just nodded.
With that, they stepped out of the taxi and into the lion's den.
The moment they set foot on the red carpet, Ethan could feel the eyes on them.
Hundreds of eyes, all widening in shock and disdain as they took in the sight of Naomi and her masked companion arriving in a yellow taxi.
At that moment Whispers rippled through the crowd, growing louder with each passing second.
"Who the hell are they?"
"How did they even get an invite?Is this some kind of joke?"
Ethan however could hear the whispers, he felt his cheeks burn beneath the mask, but he held his head high.
Naomi looked as cool and collected as ever, her stride confident and her chin lifted.
Ethan said.
"Like buying all their companies."
Steve stared at him for a moment, then threw his head back and laughed.
"Oh, that's a good one!"
he chortled, almost slapping Ethan on the back, but before impart he hold himself back.
"You're a funny man."
Ethan however didn't say anything.
And without wasting anymore more Steve gestured for them to follow him, leading them towards a cluster of impeccably dressed men and women.
"Come on, let me introduce you to some of the heavy hitters."
As they approached, Ethan could feel the weight of the group's stares, he could see the disdain and dismissal in their eyes.
They looked at him and Naomi like they were something unpleasant stuck to the bottom of their shoe.
"Ladies and gentlemen,"
Steve said, his voice ringing out. "I'd like you to meet my special guests for the evening. This is Naomi. And this is her godfather."
At that moment they all look at Ethan with disgusting eyes.
Steve then went around the circle, introducing each member in turn.
"This is Mr. Jones, CEO of the number one private transportation company in the city."
he nodded, with a tight smile. But no hand extended.
"Ms. Nguyen, head of the second largest media conglomerate in the city."
she raised her eyebrow, and her arms crossed.
"Mr. Russo, the brain behind the fourth biggest entertainment empire in the nation."
He also shared a look of disdain.
"And last but not least, Mr. Nakamura, the mastermind behind the fifth most successful car company in the country, and a top fifty worldwide."
None of them even move a muscle to shake Ethan, because they feel they were all bigger than him.
Ethan felt his stomach twist, his palms growing damp beneath the mask. These people are titans, giants in their fields.
And without being told he would tell them they were looking at him like he was nothing more than an ant to them.
But then Steve cleared his throat, a sly grin spreading across his face. "Oh, and one more thing,"
he said, his voice dripping with mischief as he pointed at Ethan.
"here? He's the one who bought my estate. For 3.7 billion dollars. In cash."
upon hearing what Ethan just said the silence that followed was so complete, one could have heard a pin drop. Every eye in the circle was suddenly fixed on Ethan, wide and disbelieving.
"3.7 billion?"
Mr. Jones repeated, his voice low.
"In cash?"