Godly Investor: A Hundred Trillion Dollars For Investment And Donations

Ethan couldn't believe what Naomi just told him. His eyes grew even bigger as he thought about her words even more. His brain tried to grasp the idea of going to the government house, his heart started beating really fast.

"The government house?"

he said .

"Why would they want to see me?"

As they left Alex's Estate fully, Ethan took a deep breath.

His shaky hands reached for his mask. He looked around with worry checking if anyone was following them. When he saw no one, he took off his mask.

His face looked pale and covered in sweat.

"I can't go,"

he said, his voice cracking as tears filled his eyes.

"I'm not ready for this Naomi. I don't know what they want from me."

He looked at Naomi, his eyes begging and frantic.

"Can't you take my place? I don't think I can handle facing them just yet, not in this state."

At that moment Naomi let out a sigh.

Her face showed both understanding and frustration.

She reached out and put a comforting hand on Ethan's shoulder.

Her touch felt warm and reassuring. "Ethan, you need to grasp how serious this is,"

She said. Her voice was strong yet kind.

"You bought a TV station and three other companies, for crying out loud. They want to chat with you about that, or maybe something different."

She gave his shoulder a light squeeze.

Her eyes grew softer.

"But don't stress. Everyone thinks you're some big cheese from another country or continent. They'll show and treat you with enough respect, I'm sure of it."

Ethan agreed, trying to understand what she said. He knew she was right, but the idea of meeting government officials still made him nervous.

His stomach turned, his hand suddenly got sweaty, and his heart started beating fast.

"Okay,"

he whispered.

"I trust you, Naomi. I'll try my hardest."

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Naomi took Ethan to the estates he had purchased.

A separate house had been arranged for him, a spacious and luxurious dwelling that made his heart skip a beat.

But he knows a lot of work needs to be taken care of.

After he got settled, Ethan soaked in a hot bath for a while.

The warm water helped calm his nerves and wash off last night's stress.

He put on the clothes Naomi had given him. The fabric felt soft and pricey on his skin.

When he came out of his room, he saw Naomi waiting. She had a serious look on her face.

"Listen, Ethan,"

She spoke, her voice quiet and pressing.

"This is my only safe spot right now. Since you pretty much own this place, I can give orders and nobody can come to see me or even come close unless I say so."

She looked at Ethan curiously.

"I need you to see how crucial the situation is."

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Ethan couldn't help but just smile. "Sure, Naomi. You can live here forever if you want. I owe you that much."

He stopped thinking.

"But you'll likely need protection and other ways to get around now, right? I can't let you go out alone."

Naomi smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Oh on that, I won't go easy on you anymore, Ethan. From now on, I want the best of everything."

She counted on her fingers as she talked, her voice bubbling with enthusiasm.

"Bodyguards, fancy cars, high-end clothes, the whole package. You've got billions now, so as your assistant you better start making me living like it."

Ethan chuckled and shook his head, surprised.

"Okay, okay. Purchase whatever you desire, Naomi. Tap into the estate's resources. I'll give the money back later."

He gestured, showing he wasn't worried about the expense.

"Your happiness and safety matter most to me, no exceptions."

Naomi's eyes grew large, with a cunning grin appearing on her face. "If that's the case, I'll need a yacht." She watched Ethan waiting to see how he'd respond, her eyebrows lifted in a dare.

Ethan couldn't help but laugh out loud thinking she was joking. But as he looked into her eyes, he saw she meant it, her face showing no hint of humor.

"A yacht? You can't be serious?"

He shook his head, a smile playing on his lips.

"Okay, okay. Get whatever you want. I mean it."

At that moment Naomi's hands came together in a clap, her eyes lit up with joy.

"Oh, this will be so much fun. I can't wait to see how everyone reacts when they see me living it up."

She grabbed Ethan's hand tugging him toward the exit.

"Let's go eat something. I'm so hungry."

They went to the restaurant on the estate grounds, a fancy dining room with crystal chandeliers and shiny silverware.

As they sat down to eat, Ethan was amazed by the luxury around him, his eyes filled with awe.

This was a world he had never thought he'd be in, and for some days now, he felt like he was in a fairy tale.

Just as they were about to start eating, some men came to their table looking keen and set on something.

"Excuse me, Miss Naomi,"

one of them said, his voice smooth and flattering.

"We have a business deal we want to talk to you about, if you have time."

Before Naomi could answer, another group of men walked up. Their faces showed the same resolve.

"No, no, we got here first,"

their leader said. His voice got louder as he got mad.

"We have a big plan to talk about with Miss Naomi, and we won't step aside."

Two more groups soon joined the fight.

Each said they had the most urgent things to discuss with Naomi.

The men started to drag with each other. Their voices grew louder and more mean as time went on.

They started pushing and shoveling each other, as their faces turned even more deadly.

"I got here before all of you,"

a man yelled, his voice echoing through the restaurant.

"I insist on talking to Miss Naomi first, and I won't accept no as an answer from any of you."

"No, our proposal offers the most money,"

Another man argued, his eyes showing resolve.

"She wouldn't want to turn it down, and we won't let you block us."

As the arguments grew worse, the men noticed Ethan sitting next to Naomi, his face turned deadly immediately.

One of the men, a tall strong guy with a big mustache, looked at Ethan with clear dislike in his eyes.

"You there,"

he said, his voice oozing with contempt.

"Get up and go. We have big things to talk about with Miss Naomi."