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.

but with 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 expected.

neither cringing nor arrogant, showed no sign

and threw a wad of bills at him. “Take th money and

quickly scanned the cash; it was several thousand, at least. It could keep him fed for

blood on his hands, he picked

room fell silent.

humiliated Jonathan was seething

high heels clicking on the floor approached. When the man saw her, his face twitched with

stepped on. He reached out, gently nudging. “Excuse

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

grip on the

up. “Take Mr. Metzger to

secretary escorted

The

with the Metzger family, but he’s still their only son. Aren’t you afraid they might come after you for bullying him like this?” Ophelia despised their

fear. “Ms.

snorted. “Consider whatever foot stepped

turned