HBWnovel Chapter 236
Chapter 236
At that moment The master of the family leaned back in his chair, the corners of his mouth curling into a satisfied smile.
"It's a brilliant plan," he said, tapping his fingers against the polished wood of the dining table. "But what about the people? What if they come forward, contradicting the company? They could easily claim my daughter really did those things to them."
Hearing what he just said.
The chief manager adjusted his tie, his demeanor calm yet calculating. "That won't be an issue," he replied smoothly. "As Ethan goes on air to make the apology, we'll send our team to visit every single one of her so-called victims. They're all from poor family backgrounds—desperate, struggling. It won't take much to buy their silence or, better yet, convince them to deny everything."
Immediately the master's smirk deepened.
"Ah, so you'll make them turn against Ethan, then? Perfect. We control the narrative, and he's left standing as the fool."
At that moment The chief manager nodded, his smile sharp and cold. "Exactly. A little cash in their pockets, a few promises of support, and they'll happily play along. We won't even need to spend much—these people are grateful for scraps."
The room filled with quiet laughter, the kind that sent a chill through the air. The celebrity girl, seated next to her father, looked at Ethan with a triumphant gleam in her eyes, as if she'd already won the battle.
However Ethan remained silent, his face carefully neutral. Inside, his anger churned, but he knew better than to reveal it now. Instead, he let a faint, knowing smile cross his lips, one that didn't reach his eyes. They were underestimating him, assuming he'd fall in line, and that was their first mistake.
"Good," the master concluded, raising his glass as if to toast the plan. "Let's get it done. I want this resolved swiftly."
At that moment the master of the family threw his head back, laughter booming across the grand dining room.
The sound was infectious, and soon every family member seated at the table joined in, their mocking laughter echoing through the room.
"Poor people," one of them sneered between chuckles, shaking their head in disdain.
"So predictable, like always."
Another chimed in, barely able to suppress their grin.
"A few dollars and they'll sell their souls."
Again the master leaned forward, his elbow resting on the table as his laughter died down into a smug smile.
"When do we begin?" he asked, directing his question at the man standing beside him.
At that moment The chief manager adjusted his glasses, his tone steady and confident.
Then Ethan met her gaze, his expression calm but firm, the kind of quiet confidence that had everyone second-guessing their assumptions. He didn't rush to respond, letting the weight of her words linger before breaking the silence. Stay updated with My Virtual Library Empire
"I won't regret anything," Ethan said, his tone measured but cutting. "And I certainly won't be fired."
The smirk on the celebrity girl's face faltered ever so slightly.
"In fact," Ethan continued, his gaze shifting to the chief manager, "if anyone should be worried about losing their position, it's you."
The chief manager stiffened, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion. "Me?" he scoffed, though there was an unmistakable edge of nervousness in his voice.
"Yes, you," Ethan said, his voice calm but unyielding. "For enabling and defending actions that harm the company's reputation rather than addressing its real issues. Instead of strategizing to improve the company's image, you're backing malicious schemes and covering up for individuals who only bring chaos."
Hearing what Ethan just said.
The room was dead silent. All eyes were on Ethan, and the smug confidence that had filled the air earlier was rapidly dissipating.
Ethan leaned forward slightly, his gaze unwavering as it locked on the chief manager.
"If there's one thing I can promise, it's this—there's no place for corruption or complacency in this company. So, instead of worrying about my position, maybe you should start thinking about your own."
At that moment The chief manager let out a loud, condescending laugh, the sound echoing through the dining hall. He leaned back in his chair, a smug grin spreading across his face as though he had just won a game Ethan didn't even realize he was playing.
"You think you can fire me?" he sneered, his voice dripping with mockery. "Ethan, it seems you don't fully understand the position I hold."
However Ethan didn't respond immediately, his expression unreadable. His silence only seemed to fuel the chief manager's arrogance.
"To remove me," the man continued, tapping a finger against the table for emphasis, "a meeting would have to be held, votes would need to be cast. And, let me make this very clear, the people voting are my people. they are all Loyal to me. So, firing me? That's not happening. Ever."
Immediately he leaned forward, his smirk deepening.
"But you? That's a different story. I don't need votes to remove you. One word from me to the owner about the damage you've caused to this company, and you're gone. Out. No second chances."
The celebrity girl smirked from her seat, clearly enjoying the power shift as she glanced between Ethan and the chief manager.
"See, I told you," she added smugly. "You've made a huge mistake."
Ethan finally spoke, his voice calm but cold.
"We'll see about that."@@@@