Godly Investor: A Hundred Trillion Dollars For Investment And Donations

Immediately Ethan said the word he made his way to the exit, the room fell into a stunned silence, none of them could believe what was going on.

The manager and the other guests quickly scrambled to their feet, hurrying after him in a desperate attempt to make one last impression of themselves.

they surrounded Ethan like a swarm of eager bees, their voices overlapping in a disorganized manner of introductions, as all of them were busy introducing themselves Simultaneously not wanting the others to get ahead of them.

But Ethan just brushes past them. He doesn't have time for any of them, he has already done what he wanted and he's getting late for the party already, his eyes fixed straight ahead, his expression unreadable.

"I'll try to remember your names," he said, his tone polite but distant. "But if you'll excuse me, I have another engagement to attend to immediately."

The rest of the spokesmen couldn't move a muscle anymore, without being told they could tell they lost the chance to make an impression already, and the rest of the guests wouldn't even do what Ethan just did.

The manager, however, was not so easily deterred.

immediately she followed Ethan step from behide, her face creased with a mixture of excitement and anxiety of what she would be getting if she somehow formed a partnership with Ethan.

"Mr. Ethan"

she said, her voice low and filled with urgency.

"I wanted to let you know that the hospital is organizing an event for all the donors who contributed to the children's development and healthcare funds. It would be an honor to have you attend, if your schedule permits."

Upon hearing what the manager just said Ethan then paused, his brow furrowing slightly.

He hadn't really given much thought to the donation beyond the initial act of giving and helping children, because he was once in the situation and knows how it feels like. But the idea of seeing the impact of his money firsthand, of meeting the children whose lives he'd touched would be too emotional for him...

"I'm not sure if I'll be available,"

he said, his tone thoughtful.

"But I'd be happy to take the invitation card, just in case."

immediately the manager nodded eagerly, without wasting anymore time, she deep her hand into her side pocket for the card.

"Of course, of course," s

he said, pressing it into Ethan's hand.

"We'd be thrilled to have you, whenever your schedule allows."

Ethan took the card with a nod of thanks.

He then went to the cashier to pay for the clothes he picked earlier.

without wasting any more time he then stepped out of the luxury store.

He had just enough time to swing by his dormitory, he took his bath and changed into his new clothes before heading to the restaurant.

As he walk outside, he pulled out his phone, immediately his eyebrows raising at the flood of messages from the team captain.

[We're already here, waiting on you.]

[Don't play games, Ethan. Get your butt over here, pronto!]

[I mean it, man. Don't leave us hanging.]

Upon reading some of the messages

Ethan chuckled, shaking his head as he pocketed the phone.

He appreciated the captain's enthusiasm, but he wasn't about to be rushed. This was his show after all, and he's not going to allow anyone to order him around like they used to.

"I told them I will be coming, so they have to wait"

Ethan said to himself however another message came in.

Then he brought out his phone from his pocket again only to see it was the captain.

He then opened the message.

[ We have ordered some energy drinks to keep ourselves busy before you come]

Reading the message Ethan eyebrows pushed down he couldn't believe what he just saw.

without wasting any more time he decided to head there immediately and stop them before they ordered the whole restaurant.

After entering a cab not long after he arrived at the restaurant fashionably late.

The place was even more impressive than he'd imagined - a towering edifice of glass and steel, with a line of luxury cars parked out front.

Without being told he could tell the restaurant was damn expensive.

As he stepped into the private room, he was momentarily taken aback by the sheer size of it.

It was more like a grand ballroom than a dining area, with soaring ceilings and gleaming chandeliers.

All of the team was already there, of course, along with a small army of the team media personnel. Cameras flashed and whirred as Ethan made his entrance, the camera men jostling for position to get the best shot.

Ethan's already angry face got even more angrier seeing the media team, he couldn't believe they were also invited as well.

immediately Ethan entered the hall someone said immediately.

"Here comes the MVP!"

someone shouted, and suddenly all eyes were on Ethan.

He could feel the weight of their stares, the pressure of their expectations on him.

However he managed to keep a smiling face, nodding politely as he made his way to his seat at the head of the table. He wasn't here to bask in the spotlight - he was here to celebrate with his team, to enjoy the fruits of their hard-earned victory but he could feel something was wrong already.

An elderly man in a crisp suit approached Ethan, his eyes sharp and appraising.

"Mr. Ethan"

he said, his voice low and respectful.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Will you be handling the bill for this evening's festivities?"

Ethan nodded, his expression turning serious.

"Yes, I will,"

he said, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

Upon hearing Ethan's words Immediately, a flurry of activity erupted around the table.

Waiters appeared as if they were summoned by magic, their arms laden with menus and wine lists.

The captain's eyes widened, his mouth falling open in a mixture of shock and delight, finally he's going to be eating in a famous restaurant like this.

Before he could say anything Damien stood up.

"Ladies and gentlemen,"

he said, his voice ringing out across the room.

"We are in the presence of greatness. Not only has Ethan led us to victory on the field, but he has also generously offered to host us in the most exclusive private dining room in the city."

He gestured to the menus, his smile widening even more.

"Just like the MVP has said Order whatever your heart desires, my friends. Tonight, the sky's the limit, and Ethan just said he would be paying for the bills."