HBWnovel Chapter 276
Chapter 276
At that moment the car rolled to a halt in front of the largest building on the street, a structure that exuded power and secrecy.
Immediately Ethan stepped out with the old master of the Silver family, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings.
Even from the brief glimpse, he could count at least a hundred men stationed strategically across the area.
Unlike the guards he had encountered before, these men were different. Their builds were solid, their postures disciplined, and their eyes carried the cold, detached focus of seasoned professionals.
And without being told he could tell, it was a different ballgame.
Without wasting anymore time Ethan followed the old master into the building. The entrance led to an expansive living room, its design minimalist yet intimidating. At the center stood a massive round table made of dark wood, polished to a gleam. Around the table were seven high-backed chairs, each one unique in design, signifying status and individuality. However, only four of the chairs were occupied.
At that moment Ethan's gaze swept over the individuals seated at the table he couldn't their face, but he could tell their expressions was ranged from indifferent to calculating, but all of them shared an air of authority that was hard to miss.
Without being told he could tell these were not ordinary men—they were players in a much larger game, and their presence alone carried weight.
As he stood there, Ethan's mind turned to the empty chairs. Seven chairs, only four filled. He couldn't ignore the symbolism. Were they waiting for someone else, or was this a sign that the Circle, despite its aura of invincibility, had its own vulnerabilities?
At that moment the old master of the Silver family gestured toward one of the vacant chairs. "Take a seat over there, Goldy investor. You've earned your place at this table, at least for tonight, soon you will be invited to come join us."
Without saying anything Ethan moved forward calmly, his thoughts racing. He didn't let it show, but the setup intrigued him. If there were six members of the Circle and one chair left unoccupied, what could it mean? A missing member? A deliberate test? Or perhaps a power play to unsettle him?
At that moment Ethan's gaze drifted to the walls as he stood near the entrance of the large, imposing room. The walls were adorned with artwork—expensive, intricate pieces that depicted the chaos and brutality of war.
Each painting told a story, with scenes of battles, fallen soldiers, and the victorious standing over their enemies. The artworks seemed to preach one message: power belongs to those who take it by force.
Ethan was able walking to the position Old Master sliver asked him to stay,
However old master Silver halted abruptly and turned to Ethan.
Perhaps the boss.
At that moment the old master of the Silver family turned slightly, raising a gloved hand to point toward Ethan.
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His voice carried a mix of pride and calculation.
"I've brought the godly investor," he announced. The words echoed in the vast room, drawing every masked gaze toward Ethan.
At that moment Ethan stepped forward then, his movements deliberate and composed, showing neither hesitation nor arrogance. He approached the table and took the empty seat, positioned opposite the masked leader. His eyes scanned the others, his mind processing every detail—their postures, their silence, the subtle shifts in their body language. They were evaluating him, but he was also evaluating them.
However the old master of the Silver family wasted no time. He began speaking, his tone shifting to one of measured persuasion.
However he knows it has been planned how still they all must act real.
"The godly investor seeks our assistance in acquiring the remaining shares of GRR," he explained, his words smooth and precise.
"The aim is to consolidate the ownership and establish full control. With the impending contracts for wartime food supply, this move will solidify his position as the majority shareholder, ensuring not just profit, but dominance in the industry."
At that moment Ethan leaned back slightly in his chair, his face betraying no emotion. He let the old master continue, knowing this was a performance meant to frame him as a powerful ally—or perhaps as a pawn.
Whatever the Circle's intentions, Ethan intended to play along for now, but his mind was already calculating his next move.
At that moment the old master of the Silver family folded his hands on the table, his tone shifting to one of authority and careful persuasion.
"Let me make one thing clear to you, godly investor," he began, his voice resonating in the large room. "Each of us here owns one of the major companies in this country. Collectively, we hold the strings that control the economy, the industries, and even the politics. If we wanted, we could shake this entire nation to its core and cause an economic earthquake."
Upon hearing what old Master sliver just said.
Ethan sat quietly, his expression unreadable as he listened.