The Legendary Man

Chapter 45 The Real Mister Goldstein

“What’s wrong, Mr. Sandwith?” the incredibly sexy sales assistant asked, shocked by his sudden roar. She turned at her shoulder and saw how pale Oliver was. “The customer has just signed the agreement!”

“Rip it apart!” Oliver grabbed the vehicle purchase agreement and tore it to pieces. “This contract is invalid!”

“Why is that?” Charles bristled and demanded, “What is going on? I thought you said you have an ongoing promotion. If I buy a car, I can either get the next one free or pick a sports car worth four million. Now that I’ve paid for it, you’re telling me the contract is invalid?”

His face turned an ugly shade of purple in rage.

I’ve already agreed to meet a sexy young lady tonight to ride my new four million sports car, and now you say the contract is invalid? What shall I tell my date, then? She’ll just refuse to keep me company! I’m pretty sure of that.

“The buy one get one free promotion has been canceled. It was a bug in our system. As a form of compensation, if you’re still interested in buying this car, I can offer you a one thousand shopping voucher,” Oliver answered with a scoff. He didn’t bother showing any respect to this young man anymore.

In fact, he was fighting back the urge to slap Charles for having a similar surname.

“How can you cancel it as you like? Is this a joke?” Charles demanded, grounding his jaw in fury.

Do I look like I need the one thousand voucher? Da*n it! I can’t afford another two million!

At the thought of how his date would end up with another man tonight, rage pulsed through his veins as he fought back the urge to give Oliver a tight slap.

“Stop spouting nonsense. It’s either you buy it if you can afford it. Otherwise, get out now!” Oliver finally showed his true colors, and he refused to waste more time on this young man.

There was no need to be polite to Charles, for he wasn’t the big shot Oliver’s superior was talking about.

table in disgust and barked, “Where is your superior? I want to talk

gave a dismissive wave. “If he kicks up a fuss, ask the

some nerve, huh? Just you wait!” Charles warned, grinding

that, he spun on his heels and stormed out of the store,

four million new car and his date for tonight, he nearly got

was no way he’d let

kick up a fuss in Mr. Seymour’s store. Do you have a death

ruthless

be chopped to pieces and

Sandwith, what’s going on?” The scantily dressed sales assistants immediately gathered around Oliver curiously after

that young man a few moments ago but

it,” Oliver cursed angrily. “He isn’t the big shot Boss was

got the wrong

sales assistants froze in shock. “But

order to please Charles, they had allowed him to take advantage

agreed to go to dinner with him, and now Oliver was telling them that they had

to the chase and wait at the entrance of the store. Since that person wasn’t the man we are waiting for, that means the real Mr. Goldstein hasn’t arrived yet!” Oliver

my last chance is to serve the real Mr. Goldstein well so I can make up for

nod to cheer himself

on an electric scooter out. Don’t let him stay here and risk offending Mr. Goldstein,” Oliver commanded. He was already fuming mad, and the sight of Jonathan lounging on the couch in his store made

assistant commented, shooting Jonathan a disdainful look. There was no

shabby clothes. Clearly, he’s dirt

rang, breaking the