MTLNOVEL Chapter 168
Upon hearing what Ethan just said and the director standing in front of him with dead eyes.
Davidson's panic-stricken face shifted into a desperate smile, immediately sweat started beading on his forehead as he tried to salvage the situation. His trembling legs carried him toward Williams, his hand extended in greeting, his designer shoes stumbling over each other.
"Sir! I wasn't expecting you today..."
His voice cracked with fear.
"I can explain everything—"
His perfectly maintained corporate mask crumbling with each step.
Williams' hand whipped through the air, the slap echoing off walls like a gunshot. Davidson's head snapped sideways, his perfectly styled hair falling into disarray, and a red handprint blooming on his cheek.
His gold cufflinks caught the light as he stumbled.
Before he could recover, Williams' knee shot up with savage precision, connecting with Davidson's groin. immediately his face contorted in agony, eyes bulging, mouth opening in a silent scream as he doubled over. His thousand-dollar suit crumpled like paper as he collapsed to his knees.
"Sir... please..."
he wheezed, tears started streaming down his face, all his arrogance evaporated into pure terror. His hands clutched his painful groin, his whole body trembling.
At that moment The security guards who had thrown Ethan out earlier now watched with grim satisfaction they know what they did to Ethan earlier, and reporting them will mean they would be face same Punishments soon, immediately their own hands unconsciously protecting their groins as their formerly untouchable superior writhed on his imported carpet.
His perfectly polished image literally brought to its knees.
'How quickly the mighty fall' Ethan thought to himself, watching the man who had tried to humiliate him minutes ago now reduced to a whimpering mess on his own office floor.
immediately Williams loomed over Davidson's crumpled form, his face contorted with rage, veins pulsing at his temples.
"You piece of garbage!"
Spittle flew from his mouth with each word.
"Stealing from the company, harassing employees, abusing your position!"
Upon hearing what the director just said Davidson crawled on his expensive carpet, his once-pristine suit collecting dust, gold cufflinks scraping against the floor. His perfectly styled hair hung in sweaty strands around his tear-stained face.
"please, sir... I can explain..."
His hands clutched desperately at Williams' pants leg.
"I have a family... children..."
"Save it for the police,"
Williams spat, kicking Davidson's hands away in disgust.
"Years of complaints, all covered up. Sexual harassment, embezzlement - you're going straight to prison."
At that moment the security guards - the same ones who'd thrown Ethan out earlier - grabbed Davidson's arms, their faces hard with contempt as they roughly hauled him toward the door. His Italian leather shoes scraped against the floor as he struggled weakly, leaving black marks on the polished surface.
"No, please!"
His voice rose to a hysteric pitch. "I'll do anything! I'll pay it back! and apologize"
Tears and snot ran down his once-arrogant face, his silk tie hanging askew.
Just as they reached the doorway, Ethan's voice cut through Davidson's pathetic pleas with lethal precision:
"Stop."
immediately the guards froze, Davidson hanging between them like a broken puppet.
Everyone turned to look at Ethan some of the security thought he was going to report them also, the tension in the room ratcheting up another notch as they wondered what could be worse than prison for this disgraced manager.
Serenity's eyes widened in shock, her hand flying to her mouth as the security guards instantly obeyed Ethan's command.
At that moment Her gaze darted to Williams, noting how the Director remained absolutely silent, his body language showing complete deference to Ethan's authority.
Davidson, still hanging between the guards, his designer suit now wrinkled and stained with sweat, looked up with confusion and desperate hope - hope that died instantly when he saw Ethan's expression.
His Adam's apple bobbed frantically as he swallowed hard.
Ethan moved with predatory grace, each step measured and deliberate. His enhanced strength hummed beneath his skin as he approached the disgraceful Manager.
Immediately he landed a Slap on Davidson face.
"Slap!"
The slap echoed through the office like a thunderclap, the force spinning Davidson out of the guards' grip. His gold cufflinks caught the light as he spiraled through the air. His body crumpled to the floor like a discarded suit, blood trickling from his split lip, the red handprint on his face already darkening to purple.
Davidson sprawled on the floor, his earlier arrogance shattered completely. His perfectly styled hair now matted with sweat, his Italian silk tie twisted like a noose around his neck. Pure terror filled his eyes as he stared up at Ethan, his whole body trembling.
The security guards took an involuntary step back, their own cheeks stinging in sympathy, hands unconsciously touching their faces. The same men who had thrown Ethan out now looked at him with a mixture of fear not wanting to be pointed.
"Take him away,"
Ethan commanded quietly, his voice carrying lethal authority. The security guards snapped to attention, their earlier arrogance replaced with military precision as they rushed to grab Davidson's limp form from the floor. Experience more tales on empire
Davidson whimpered as they lifted him, his face still bearing Ethan's handprint like a brand.
They dragged past the nameplate he'd been so proud of minutes ago.
At that moment Williams turned to Ethan and Serenity, his corporate confidence now tempered with obvious fear. His hands fidgeted with his silk tie as he spoke.
"I deeply apologize for Davidson's inexcusable behavior."
He kept bowing slightly, sweat staining his collar.
"A new manager will arrive shortly to handle your interview properly."
After Williams hurried out, practically running from Ethan's presence, the office fell silent.
Serenity turned to Ethan, her eyes wide with wonder and confusion. Her fingers unconsciously rubbed the marks on her wrist where Davidson had grabbed her.
"How... how did you do that?"
she whispered, her voice trembling slightly.
"One minute they're throwing you out, the next..."
She gestured at the chaos they'd witnessed, her designer purse swinging wildly.
"Everyone's obeying you like, you owns the place."
With a more curious face she face Ethan.
"How did you do it."