bookpower Chapter 250
Chapter 250
Mr. Brown settled into the plush leather seat in the upgraded box, with a satisfied smile stretching across his face. The grandeur of the room, with its gold-accented décor and panoramic city view, only reinforced his belief in his growing influence.
At that moment he leaned back, soaking in the admiration radiating from the York family members, who were still buzzing with excitement.
"I must admit," he said, folding his hands over his chest, "it's astonishing how much things have changed since the godly investor took over. A man of such vision and generosity... it's no wonder people feel compelled to show their gratitude, even to those of us fortunate enough to work under him."
Hearing what he just said the family nodded in agreement, their faces lit with respect for Mr. Brown, who they saw as their bridge to unimaginable opportunities.
However Ethan seated quietly, his face unreadable as he observed the scene unfolding before him. Serenity glanced at him, her brows furrowed, sensing his quiet disapproval but unsure of its cause.
"I mean, just look at this," Mr. Brown continued, gesturing to the luxurious surroundings.
"It's remarkable how a simple association with the godly investor can open so many doors. People merely recognizing me as part of his team is enough to earn this kind of treatment. Incredible, isn't it?"
At that moment Serenity's uncle chimed in enthusiastically.
"It's like being touched by gold! Every connection he has seems to bring prosperity. It's no surprise people want to repay him in any way they can."
Another family member added, "And it's not just repayment—it's an investment. Treating anyone associated with him well means aligning yourself with greatness. Honestly, Mr.Brown, you're in an enviable position."
Upon hearing the praise towards him.
Mr. Brown chuckled, waving a dismissive hand, though his pride was evident. "Oh, come now. I'm just doing my part. Besides, the godly investor is a unique man. He's a giver. A rare gem in a world full of takers. Funny enough, even as people try to repay his kindness, they end up benefiting more from his generosity than he does."@@@@
The family laughed in agreement, raising their glasses in a toast to Mr.Brown's perceived brilliance. Ethan remained still, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, his expression calm yet distant.
Serenity noticed his silence and leaned closer.
"What's wrong?" she whispered.
Ethan's fingers drummed lightly on the table, his expression unreadable. His mind raced again, debating whether to let it slide or to intervene. Finally, he straightened in his seat, his voice calm but firm. "Mr. Brown, are you certain about that? That this treatment is because of your alleged regular visits here?"
Upon hearing what Ethan just said.
Mr. Brown turned to Ethan, a smirk playing on his lips.
"Of course. Why else would they go out of their way for us like this? It's simple logic, isn't it?"
Ethan leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table, his tone deliberate.
"If that's true, then surely there's no harm in confirming it with the manager. Wouldn't you agree? After all, mistakes happen. Maybe they've confused you with someone else."
At that moment the room fell silent. The York family exchanged glances, their curiosity piqued by Ethan's challenge.
However Mr. Brown's confident demeanor faltered for a brief moment before he chuckled nervously. "Oh, come now, Mr. Ethan. There's no need to bother the manager over something so trivial. Let's just enjoy the hospitality, shall we?"
Ethan didn't smile.
"Trivial? I'd argue it's important to give credit where it's due. If the manager has indeed recognized you as a regular and decided to reward us, then that's commendable. But if not..." He let the implication hang in the air, his piercing gaze fixed on Mr. Brown.
At that moment Mr. Brown shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his smirk now strained.
"Well, I suppose—"
Ethan interrupted, his voice carrying a quiet authority.
"I'll call the manager back and ask. That way, we can clear this up once and for all."
The York family stared at Ethan, With disgusting look, their amusement fading as tension filled the room. Mr. Brown's face reddened, his usual confidence crumbling under Ethan's scrutiny, however he knew no one in the box can command attention like him, he doesn't have any reason to worry.