HBWnovel Chapter 277
Chapter 277
However he knew they wouldn't make mention of his grandmother, however he noted the way the others nodded in agreement, their masked faces adding an ominous weight to the master's words.
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The old master continued, his tone growing darker.
"You may have heard whispers of the impending conflict in our neighboring country. That war is not a coincidence. It is something we orchestrated, something we made possible through carefully placed influence. That war will make us unimaginably rich because our companies are poised to provide the resources and services that will be needed. The destruction will line our pockets."
Still Ethan didn't react, though his mind churned. The scope of their power was both impressive and deeply unsettling knowing innocent people would lose their life's because of some greedy old bastards.
At that moment the old master leaned forward slightly.
"But there is one problem. One company that stands to benefit immensely from this war is GRR. They will be contracted to provide food supplies, earning billions in the process. GRR is the missing piece in our plan."
At that moment Ethan raised an eyebrow, finally speaking.
"If you're so powerful as you claimed, why haven't you acquired GRR already?"
A low chuckle rippled through the group, the old master shaking his head.
"It's not that simple. We could have acquired it, yes, but that would have drawn attention to us. We don't take risks that expose us involved in the war. Moreover, we need a new member—someone with a strong foundation, someone with influence, someone who can act as the face of this acquisition. That's where you come in."
At that moment the old master of the Silver family chuckled, leaning closer to Ethan.
"It's a straightforward choice. With this signature, you'll cement your place among the most powerful people in the country. Without it..." He let the sentence hang in the air, the implication clear.
Then the old master of the Silver family clasped his hands together, a smile creeping across his face as if he had won.
"Godly Investor," he said, his voice heavy with satisfaction, "you're making the right choice. When you sign this contract, you solidify your legacy. You've proven yourself wise—a man who thinks about future generations, not just the fleeting gains of the present."
Then Ethan leaned back slightly, his expression unreadable. He let the old master's words settle in the room, the silence amplifying their weight. Finally, he nodded, his tone calm yet deliberate.
"Okay," he said. "I'll sign the contract. I'll join you."
Upon hearing what Ethan just said.
The Circle members seemed to relax slightly, their masked faces turning toward Ethan in anticipation. The tension in the room lightened, but Ethan wasn't finished. "But before I do," he added, his voice cutting through the air like a blade, "don't you think I should know who I'm dealing with? You ask me to commit everything I have to this, to you. The least you can do is take off the masks and show me your faces and I will do same."
At that moment the room stiffened instantly. The atmosphere shifted back into unease as the masked members glanced at one another. Whispers rippled around the table, low murmurs that Ethan couldn't quite make out.
Then one of the Circle members finally broke the silence, his voice muffled but sharp.
"And why would that matter, Godly Investor? You already know our power. Faces shouldn't concern you when the influence behind them is what truly matters."
However Ethan's gaze didn't waver. "Power is only as good as the people wielding it," he replied, his tone steady but firm. "If I'm going to stake my reputation, my resources, and my life on this agreement, I need to know who I'm entrusting them to. Trust isn't built behind masks."