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.

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

cringing nor arrogant, showed no sign of humiliation.

found it dull, let go of Jonathan’s hand, and threw a

least. It could keep him fed for a long time.

picked up

fell silent.

who had humiliated Jonathan

floor approached. When the man saw her, his face

up the money until the last bill was stepped on. He reached out, gently nudging. “Excuse

a few

grip on the money

second, Ophelia pulled him up. “Take Mr. Metzger

secretary escorted

what brings you here?” The man’s tone

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 this?” Ophelia despised their bullying

reach, was struck with fear. “Ms. Joyner,

snorted. “Consider whatever foot

turned pale. “Ophelia!”