Mrs. and Mr. Smith

Chapter 44: Poor Judgment_1

44  Chapter 44: Poor Judgment_1

Alec Peterson suddenly remembered Ethan Smith.

He hurried over to Ethan Smith's side and pleaded, "Mr. Smith, please, you must help me..."

Ethan Smith glanced at Kyle Nolan and smiled, "Mr. Nolan may be better suited to handle this matter."

Kyle Nolan couldn't help but let out a bitter smile, saying, "Mr. Smith, please forgive my ignorance."

"There's no need for formality, Mr. Nolan. I just happened to stumble upon the solution. When it comes to professional knowledge, I'm nowhere near your level," Ethan Smith said modestly.

This humbled Mr. Nolan even more.

Such a young man with extraordinary skills had such a humble personality; it was admirable.

"This young man will have an incredible future," Kyle Nolan thought to himself.

Then, Kyle Nolan approached Ethan Smith, bowed and said, "I told you earlier that if you could really find a solution, I would be willing to learn from you as a student."

Hearing this, Ethan Smith hurriedly replied with a bit of anxiety, "Mr. Nolan, I couldn't possibly bear such a responsibility. We can all learn from each other; there's no need for distinctions."

At this, Kyle Nolan felt a sense of gratitude.

He was nearly seventy years old. Calling Ethan his teacher would indeed be somewhat inappropriate.

So Kyle Nolan bowed again and said, "Mr. Smith, if there is anything you need help with, just say the word!"

"Alright," Ethan Smith nodded in agreement.

It took Kyle Nolan half an hour to undo the malignant technique. He didn't linger and left the Peterson residence in a hurry.

Ethan Smith returned to the living room with Alec Peterson and Derek Peterson. Alec said gratefully, "Mr. Smith, you saved my life. I will always remember your kindness!"

After saying that, Alec handed Ethan a bank card.

"There's one million in the account. It's not much but it's a token of my gratitude. Please accept it, Mr. Smith", Alec said with a smile.

Without being overly polite, Ethan Smith immediately pocketed the bank card.

"Mr. Peterson, did you seek my help for something else?" Ethan Smith took the initiative to ask.

Alec sighed bitterly, "I won't hide it from you; I do have something I need your help with."

"Under the pressure of the Hill family, many of our company's partners have unilaterally canceled their contracts. Many of the Peterson construction projects have been forced to halt," Alec continued with a sigh.

"In just one day, the Peterson family has become nearly paralyzed, and the Hill family shows no signs of backing down. Things will only get harder for the Peterson family."

Ethan couldn't help but marvel at the power of the Hill family. If the wealthiest family in River City was powerless against them, what chance did others have?

After a moment of silence, Ethan said, "Although I sympathize with you, it seems I can't be of much help in this matter."

From the side, Derek chimed in with a smile, "Mr. Smith, if you could just give us a share of the construction projects you have, the Peterson family could make a comeback."

Ethan paused before saying with a bit of embarrassment, "Construction projects? Where would I get those..."

Derek said in surprise, "Mr. Smith, didn't you know? Miss Taylor said that you have the final say in all of the Taylor family's investments in River City."

"Yes, as long as you agree, our Peterson family can get Taylor family's construction projects," Alec added with a nod.

"The Hill family may be powerful, but they wouldn't dare touch the Taylor family's projects."

After saying this, Alec Peterson stood up, bowed to Ethan Smith, and pleaded, "Mr. Smith, you're the only one who can help us now. Otherwise, our Peterson family will surely go bankrupt..."

Ethan Smith was taken aback. He never expected that Emily Taylor would entrust him with the authority over all her investments.

Emily's move seemed not well-known. Otherwise, there would be a crowd outside Ethan's door.

Ethan didn't say anything for a moment and just sat there, pondering.

"I have an even better business opportunity," Ethan suddenly spoke up.

Alec Peterson looked puzzled, "A better business?"

Ethan Smith nodded, "Yes, the Hill family made their fortune through health products, and I have something even better."

Looking at the current situation, the Soul Nourishment Pill required a powerful company to act as its agent. Relying solely on an old hustler like Ray Walters wouldn't be enough.

The Peterson family, being River City's wealthiest, were perfect for the job.

Ethan took out a Soul Nourishment Pill, placed it on the table, and said confidently, "I can entrust this medicine to your Peterson family to represent. I can assure you that this product will become very popular. With it, you can not only compete with the Hill family but even surpass them!"

As long as the price was kept low and the product was marketed on a large scale, the Hill family wouldn't stand a chance.

But Alec did not see it that way. He thought the Soul Nourishment Pill was not reliable at all.

So Alec tentatively suggested, "Mr. Smith, if possible, could you just give us one of the construction projects instead... we really cannot enjoy the good fortune of having this medicine..."

Although Alec didn't say it outright, his meaning was clear.

He simply didn't think much of the Soul Nourishment Pill.

Ethan Smith sighed, put away the Soul Nourishment Pill, and said, "Alright then. Just bring the contract to me tomorrow."

"Thank you, Mr. Smith!" Alec exclaimed excitedly.

He didn't realize that he had inadvertently missed a golden business opportunity.

This made Ethan Smith feel a sense of pity for Alec.

"In that case, I'll have Ray Walters handle the Soul Nourishment Pill agency for now," Ethan thought to himself.