Godly Investor: A Hundred Trillion Dollars For Investment And Donations-Chapter 229 -

Without wasting anymore, the director waved her off dismissively. "We’ve decided to go in a different direction. The role will now be handled by her," he said, gesturing toward the actress he had brought from his office.

Upon hearing what the director just said

Ethan’s jaw tightened as he watched the scene unfold. His silence wasn’t acceptance—it was calculation. So, this is what he’s been up to. Let’s see how far he’s willing to go. The tension in the room was palpable as the crew waited for Ethan’s response.

But Ethan didn’t say anything immediately.

The director was mid-sentence, barking orders to the crew and the cast, when Ethan’s voice cut through the room like a knife. "What are you doing?" Ethan asked, his tone calm yet laced with unmistakable authority. The room fell silent, all eyes shifting between the director and Ethan.

Hearing what Ethan just said.

The director straightened, attempting to look composed.

"The cast member wasn’t delivering," he said, gesturing toward the actress he had just dismissed. "I’ve decided to replace her with someone more suitable."

However Ethan’s expression didn’t waver. His gaze was sharp and piercing, making the director visibly uneasy.

"Weren’t all the cast members handpicked by you from the beginning or am I missing something?"

Ethan asked, his tone steady but carrying an edge. "Why the sudden change now?"

The director faltered, his lips twitching as if to form a response, but no words came.

The actress who had been dismissed stood frozen, her face a mix of humiliation and disbelief. At that moment the crew exchanged uneasy glances, sensing the tension mounting.

Immediately Ethan stepped forward, his presence commanding the room.

"Here’s how this is going to go," he said, his voice calm but firm.

"You will not change anything. The cast stays as it is."

Hearing what Ethan just said.

Immediately the director opened his mouth to protest, but Ethan didn’t let him.

"And if you still want to make changes," Ethan added, his tone growing colder, "you’ll first write a ten-thousand-word essay explaining exactly why you want to do it."

The weight of Ethan’s words hung heavily in the air, and the director’s face turned pale. He stammered, trying to form a coherent response, but the room remained silent, everyone waiting for Ethan’s next move.

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At that moment The director looked down, nodding meekly, knowing he had no choice but to comply.

Without seeing anymore words Ethan left the room, his steps steady and calculated, his mind replaying what Noami had told him about the director. A corrupt man, destroying the lives of young, aspiring actresses, she had said. Ethan’s jaw tightened at the thought. If he thinks he can get away with this under my watch, he’s in for a rude awakening.

Ethan didn’t need much more convincing. He had already decided—the director would meet with him one last time, and it wouldn’t end well for him. Public disgrace or private termination? Ethan mused silently as he walked down the corridor. Either way, the man wouldn’t have a future here.

As Ethan continued, his sharp eyes caught movement on another set. Crew members bustled around, adjusting lights and cameras, and actors stood idly, waiting for instructions. It was clear a scene was in progress—or at least, supposed to be.

At that moment Ethan’s gaze flicked to the manager, who had been trailing nervously behind him.

"What’s going on over there?" Ethan asked, his tone calm but laced with authority. "Why wasn’t I informed about this?"

Hearing what Ethan just said.

The manager stiffened, his face turning a shade paler.

"Uh… sir," he stammered, scrambling for an explanation. "The female lead for this scene… hasn’t arrived yet."

At that moment Ethan’s eyes narrowed slightly, his expression unreadable, though the air around him seemed to grow colder.

He couldn’t believe everyone was busy waiting for the Fl when she was supposed to be the first to arrive.

She didn’t report sick or in traffic, but she still hasn’t come.

At that moment Ethan jaw tightened.

If Such behavior was happening before, it had to stop here and now.

He’s not going to tolerate such nonsense.

He didn’t respond immediately, instead letting the manager squirm under his silence as he studied the set. Finally, Ethan said.

"I see," before walking purposefully toward the crew.

Ethan’s expression remained calm as he stepped into the bustling set, his sharp eyes scanning the room. "So, she’s late," he said, his voice firm but quiet.

Hearing Ethan words.

The crew fell silent, their nervous glances bouncing off one another as Ethan’s presence demanded attention.

He took a step closer to the group of actors.

"How often has the female lead been late?" he asked, his tone direct.

For a moment, there was silence, and then one of the actresses hesitantly raised her hand.

"All the time," she said, her voice wavering.

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Before Ethan could respond, the rest of the crew jumped in.

"No, no," one of them blurted. "This is her first time!" Another chimed in, "Yeah, she’s usually punctual."

At that moment Ethan’s gaze moved slowly from one face to another, his sharp instincts telling him they were all lying, trying to cover something up.

He opened his mouth to press further when he felt a hand wrap around his arm.

The unexpected touch froze him for a moment. Then came the voice—soft, playful, yet unmistakably familiar.

"Ethan," she said, her words laced with amusement.

"You came to see me today."

Ethan turned, his breath catching as he saw the female lead standing behind him. Her confident smile and knowing eyes sent a wave of recognition through him. That voice—it belonged to the woman who had helped him escape when his identity as the godly investor had been exposed.

His mind raced. How does she know? His gaze lingered on her for a second longer than he intended. How the hell does she know it was because standing here?

The air in the room seemed to grow heavier as her playful smile didn’t waver, and Ethan’s thoughts spun in silent calculation of the new situation.