The Great Ethan Lee

Chapter 33

As soon as Ethan finished talking, the agent's phone rang again. After listening, the agent became quite serious. "Okay! I get it! I'll arrange it right away!"

After hanging up, the agent looked at Dolly seriously. "Dolly Nilson, I just got the latest notice from the company. You're fired! All previous endorsements and script contracts are canceled! Also, the company's lawyers will later calculate the exact compensation for all the losses you've caused."

After saying this, the agent turned to left.

Dolly stood still, motionless and stunned. Her contract with the film company stated that if her mistakes caused losses, she would have to pay five times the penalty. This time, Dolly might have to pay tens of millions!

Dolly's delicate face showed disbelief and shock. "How could? How could this happen?!" She panicked. Without the film company's support, she was worth nothing! She was practically useless!

Dolly cried, "Darling, help me! Only you can help me!"

Eason completely ignored Dolly's plea and looked at Ethan without the previous disdain. "Is all this your doing?"

Ethan calmly replied, "I damaged her dress, so I compensated her with an identical one, which is fair and reasonable. She slapped my wife, so I slapped her back, which is also fair and reasonable."

Ethan continued with a stern face, "She insulted my wife, but we won’t stoop so low. So I just gave her a little punishment. Isn't that fair and reasonable too?"

Eason smiled elegantly, with a hint of ruthlessness. "Funny, very funny! You are the first person to dare talk to me, Eason Peterson, like this!"

Ethan frowned slightly but also smiled. "Eason Peterson? What a coincidence! I was just looking for you, and you delivered yourself to me!"

Eason's eyes narrowed. "Oh? You were looking for me?"

Ethan continued smiling. "That's right! I came to talk some sense into you!" As he spoke, Ethan stepped aside, revealing Charles behind him.

Seeing Charles appear, Eason immediately understood everything and sneered with arrogance. "So you're here to stand up for him?"

Ethan didn't answer Eason's question. Instead, he calmly asked, "Was it you who hit my father-in-law?"

Eason nodded frankly. "Yes, I did!"

Ethan continued, "And was it you who stole our agreed deal?"

Eason replied casually, "Yes, that was me too!"

Ethan smiled brightly. "Since Mr. Peterson admits to everything, it is easy to settle this!"

A loud, arrogant voice suddenly sounded from the side. "F*ck! How dare you settle accounts with Mr. Peterson?" Cart Morris walked over arrogantly, eyeing Ethan with even more disdain. "Look at you! Your clothes are not even worth 20 bucks. How did you even get here?"

Cart then turned to Charles and said, "Charles, if you dare to compete with Mr. Peterson for business, no one would care if you were beaten to death right here!"

Cart's arrogant voice echoed throughout the venue, but no one dared speak at this moment. This showed Eason's power and influence.

Eason smiled proudly and then said, "Cart, don't talk like that. I'm a reasonable person!"

Eason looked at Ethan with a slight smile. "You're interesting! I'm willing to be friends with you! Cart, pour him a drink!"

Cart glared at him immediately. "Mr. Peterson, does this trash deserve to be friends with you?"

Eason laughed. "Haha, I never care how much money my friends have. No matter how much they have, they won't have more than me!"

In no time, a glass of high-proof alcohol was handed over. With an arrogant expression, Eason said, "As long as you drink this glass of alcohol, I will consider you a friend! I won't hold your earlier rudeness against you!"

Ethan laughed sarcastically. "So, should I thank you for this?"

With an arrogant tone, Eason said, "Haha, after spending so much time with the wealthy, it's nice to change things up occasionally. It's interesting to have a few friends from poorer circles!"

Cart glared and shoved the glass under Ethan's nose. "You, stop talking! Mr. Peterson told you to drink, so drink up!"

Ethan glanced at the glass and said softly, "I'm not feeling well today. I don't want to drink."

Cart's face turned ugly. "So what? When Mr. Peterson offers you a drink, even if you're dying, you'd better drink it!"

Eason's face turned cold when he heard that. He looked at Ethan and said in a chilling voice, "When I offer someone a drink, it's not up to them to decide. You have no choice. You’re just a lowly commoner!"

Ethan calmly replied, "If I really don't drink it, what will you do?"

Eason smiled sinisterly and said, "If you don't drink it, fine! I guarantee that Charles's business will go bankrupt within three days. And as for your wife..."

Eason glanced at Sophia and licked his lips menacingly. "I think she is quite pretty."

Charles's face changed when he heard that. He knew Ethan was powerful, but Eason was no pushover. 'Even if Ethan is powerful, he might not win against someone as influential as Eason.'

After thinking it over, Charles decided and stepped forward with a smile. "Mr. Peterson, I'm sorry! Competing with you for business was my fault! Getting beaten was my own doing! I'll drink this glass of wine and beg for your forgiveness."

To calm things down, Charles chose the most humiliating way, despite his usual pride.

"Wow!"

As he was about to take the glass, Cart's expression changed, and he splashed the wine in Charles's face, cursing, "You? Do you deserve to drink Mr. Peterson's wine?!"

Sophia gasped in surprise. She quickly stepped forward, took out a handkerchief, and tenderly wiped the wine off Charles's face.

Seeing Sophia's curvy figure, Cart unabashedly said, "Mr. Peterson, this chick looks better the more you look at her! After you're done with her, how about letting us have a go? Hahaha!"

At this moment, Ethan smiled and picked up an unopened bottle of wine from a nearby table. "Since we're drinking, what's the point of just one glass?"

Cart looked at the bottle in Ethan's hand. "What, are you going to drink the whole bottle?"

Ethan didn't respond; he just looked down at the bottle in his hand. Seeing this, Cart mocked, "What's wrong? Don't recognize it? Well, it makes sense. A loser like you wouldn't know such an expensive wine. With your status, you probably don't even know how to open the bottle, do you?"

Halfway through his speech, Cart burst into laughter. "Haha! I’m sure you haven’t seen this kind of high-end wine before!"

Bang!

Before Cart finished laughing, a wine bottle smashed into his head. The bottle shattered, and the high-proof liquor, mixed with Cart's blood, flowed down from his head.

The entire banquet hall fell silent, and the sound of the liquor dripping onto the floor was clearly audible.

Ethan smiled at Cart. "Would you still say I don’t know how to open it?"