Godly Investor: A Hundred Trillion Dollars For Investment And Donations-Chapter 266 -

upon hearing what Ethan just said and was about to leave after everything he has done.

Immediately the room descended into chaos, voices clashing and accusations flying. The York family, their faces twisted with desperation and anger, turned their fury toward Ethan.

"You caused this mess, and now you’re thinking of walking away?!" Immediately Serenity’s uncle roared, his voice shaking with rage. "How dare you leave us to clean up after your reckless actions!"

"Do you think the Silver family will let this go? Do you even know what they’re capable of?" another voice bellowed, trembling with fear.

"He should march straight to the Silver family and apologize!" one of the older women demanded, pointing a trembling finger at Ethan. "Maybe they’ll show mercy if he grovels or maybe punish him him for his loud mouth, he was the one that fought with their men!"

The words stung the air like venom. Others joined in, their anger snowballing into a tidal wave.

"Who even brought him here?!" someone shouted, their tone accusatory.

At that moment the room turned its collective gaze toward Serenity, who had been standing silently in the corner, her face pale but her posture firm.

"It was her, wasn’t it?" another relative hissed, stepping closer to Serenity. "She’s the one who brought this curse into our home!"

"She’s a witch!" an older man spat. "A witch who’s dragged us all into ruin!"

The words were like daggers, each one slicing through the fragile hope that Serenity had been holding onto.

At that moment her hands clenched into fists, her body trembling, but before she could say anything, Ethan’s voice cut through the storm like a blade.

"Enough."

The single word silenced the room, the authority in his tone leaving no room for argument.

Immediately all eyes snapped to Ethan as he stood tall, his gaze sweeping over the family with cold, piercing clarity.

"I suggest you stop this pathetic display of cowardice right now," Ethan said, his voice low but filled with an undeniable edge. "You think your lives are in danger because of me? Fine. But let me remind you, I’m the only reason those men didn’t take Serenity and leave this family in pieces."

Upon hearing what Ethan just said.

The York family shrank back slightly, their anger faltering under the weight of Ethan’s words.

"You call her a witch," Ethan continued, his gaze locking onto the man who had hurled the insult. "Yet she’s the only one in this room who hasn’t blamed someone else for her own failures. Maybe you should look in the mirror before throwing accusations."

Serenity’s breath hitched as Ethan stepped forward, his presence commanding the room.

"You want me to apologize to the Silver family?" Ethan asked, his voice sharp. "Fine. I’ll go. But not to beg or grovel. If you think that’s going to save you, you clearly don’t understand the situation you’re in just yet."

Ethan’s gaze hardened, his eyes like steel. "I’ll handle this mess, but make no mistake—when this is over, you’ll owe her an apology," he said, nodding toward Serenity. "And if you can’t manage that, then you’re more pathetic than even I thought."

The room was silent, the family too stunned to respond. Ethan turned to leave, the tension in the air palpable. As he reached the door, he glanced back at Serenity, his expression softening slightly.

"Stay here," he said. "I’ll take care of it."

With that, he turned around again, about walking away, leaving the York family to their silence and the weight of his words. Serenity watched him turned around, her heart heavy with a mixture of gratitude and fear.

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The room grew heavy as Ethan’s voice, laced with an unmistakable aura of authority, cut through the chaos like a blade.

However Ethan then decided to use his aura for them knowing they would attack serenity again when he leaves.

His eyes swept across the York family, who had been caught mid-accusation, their anger and panic now frozen under the weight of his presence.

"Before I forgot you’re all talking as if it’s already over," Ethan began, his tone sharp and unwavering. "As if the Godly Investor’s contract is gone forever, and you’re destined to become beggars on the street. Is that what you want? To manifest your own downfall with this defeatist nonsense?"

The room fell into a stunned silence. His words hit like a thunderclap, reverberating through the family’s collective consciousness. Faces once twisted with anger now bore expressions of shock and shame, their fiery emotions extinguished by the cold logic in Ethan’s voice.

"If you put half the energy you’re wasting on complaining into actually finding solutions," Ethan continued, his tone now colder, "you might stand a chance. Instead, you’d rather sit here pointing fingers, blaming each other for your mistakes, and ensuring nothing gets done."

Serenity stood quietly in the corner, her eyes wide as she watched the family’s reaction. Even her usually outspoken uncle looked as if he’d been physically struck by Ethan’s words, his mouth opening and closing without a sound.

Then It was Serenity’s grandmother who finally broke the silence. Sitting in her wheelchair, she straightened her back, her face hard with determination. "Ethan’s right," she declared, her voice ringing with authority. "This family needs to stop wallowing in self-pity and start taking action."

At that moment she turned her piercing gaze on Serenity’s uncle. "You—get moving. Start calling every contact we have. Find someone who can help us get to the Godly Investor and fix this mess."

"But—" the uncle began, only to be cut off by a sharp wave of her hand.

"No buts," his mother snapped. "If you can’t do that, you’re as useless as you look. Get out there and find a way."

Immediately the uncle scrambled to his feet, his earlier bravado now replaced with nervous compliance. The rest of the family looked on, still too stunned to speak.

At that moment Ethan gave a curt nod, his point evidently made. "Good," he said simply, his voice devoid of emotion. "Do that, and maybe you’ll figure out how to survive this."

Without waiting for a response, Ethan turned around and walked toward the door. As he reached for the handle, he glanced back briefly, his eyes meeting Serenity’s for a fleeting moment. There was no need for words; the look was enough to convey everything she needed to know.

Then he was gone, leaving the York family in stunned silence, their world upended by his presence and his words.

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