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.

in the social circles, 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

showed no

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

at least. It could keep him

the blood on his hands, he picked up

fell silent.

who had humiliated Jonathan was seething

clicking on the floor approached. When the

until the last bill was stepped on. He reached out, gently nudging. “Excuse me, could you move your

couldn’t believe that within a few days,

on the

pulled him up. “Take Mr.

secretary escorted Jonathan

you here?” The

still their only son. Aren’t you afraid they might come after you for

Metzger’s reach, was struck with fear.

snorted. “Consider whatever foot

man’s face turned pale.