bookpower Chapter 247
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.
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.
"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 My Virtual Library Empire
"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.