The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 952

“Mr. Metzger, what are you standing there for? Pick it up!” The man looked at him with disdain.

Wasn’t Jonathan just riding on the coat-tails of the Metzger family to make it big? Without the Metzgers’ backing, what was he worth?

Jonathan’s face burned with humiliation. It took a moment, but he stepped forward and crouched down..

“Ah…”

His hand was cruelly stepped on, the shards piercing his skin, blood flowing freely.

Jonathan let out a pained gasp.

The man laughed wildly. “Oops, sorry, Mr. Metzger, my bad. I didn’t see your hand there.”

Jonathan knew it was intentional.

Before, he wouldn’t have tolerated such insult. But now, without this job, he had nothing better.

He bore the pain, his voice hoarse. “It’s my fault, I shouldn’t have angered you.”

The man paused.

th Metzger family behind him, few dared to confront him! Now, in his downfall, there wer plenty who wanted to step on him. But seeing Jonathan so humbled didn’t bring the satisfaction he had

neither cringing nor arrogant, showed no sign of

dull, let go of Jonathan’s hand, and threw a wad of bills at him. “Take th

was several thousand, at least. It could

blood on his hands, he picked up the bills one by

fell silent.

had humiliated Jonathan was

the floor approached. When the

stepped on. He reached out,

Ophelia couldn’t believe that within a few days, Jonathan had fallen this

on the

pulled him up. “Take Mr. Metzger to the hospital.”

secretary escorted Jonathan

here?” The man’s

had a falling out with the Metzger family, but he’s still their only son. Aren’t you afraid they might come after you for bullying him like

was struck with fear. “Ms. Joyner, we were

foot stepped

face turned