The Legendary Man

Chapter 46 Grovel At His Feet

“Don’t call me that! I’m not your boss!” Harrison roared once the call was connected. “How dare you kick Mr. Goldstein out of my store?” Fury was evident in his voice.

“I kicked Mr. Goldstein out?” Oliver paled at his words.

I didn’t even see Mr. Goldstein today! How could I have kicked him out?

“Boss, Mr. Goldstein is here?” Oliver glanced around frantically, trying to find out if he was here.

The only person in the store was that man who came on an electric scooter.

“Of course!” Harrison barked furiously. “I’ll give you one minute to either apologize to Mr. Goldstein or chop off your limbs and jump into Goda River to redeem yourself! If Mr. Goldstein leaves our store before I arrive, I’ll take your life personally!”

He then cut the line abruptly.

Oliver felt his vision turn black when he realized Harrison had just hung up on him.

“M-Mr. Sandwith, what’s wrong?” the female sales assistants gathered around him and asked in concern.

“Move aside! Get out of my way!”

He pushed them away impatiently and caught up to Jonathan.

“Are you stopping me from leaving?” Jonathan demanded when Oliver appeared before him, panting heavily.

“N-No! Listen to me, Mr. Goldstein…”

Without warning, Oliver fell to his knees before Jonathan. It was a shocking sight to everyone in the store.

electric scooter? Didn’t he ask the security guard to kick

The voluptuous sales assistants rushed over to him and questioned

This man who came on an electric scooter is definitely not Mr. Goldstein!” another chimed

dirt poor,

pouted, refusing

figures in this line of

of the big shots they served had dressed shabbily like Jonathan and

Oliver hollered, his face

they see I’m in trouble? Why are they adding fuel

who he nearly kicked out

Jonathan Goldstein is the only man I’ve tried to kick out today. Thus, he must be the Mr. Goldstein I’ve

forgive me for disrespecting you. It was all my fault!” Oliver

a fresh slap mark appeared

You are worse than a dog!” Jonathan declared icily at the sight of Oliver slapping himself continuously on his knees. “If Harrison hadn’t called you personally, I don’t think I’ll get to leave your store. The police you called

been glaring at him. It was obvious Oliver wasn’t going

for my rash action. I’ll call the police and tell them not to come!” After saying that, Oliver scrambled to get his phone. Right when he was about to

employees in the car

to waste his time on

car dealership, Harrison,

kept provoking him, he refused

retaliate when being

really sorry, Mr. Goldstein. Please spare me!” Oliver begged, his legs buckling under the pressure. His initially fair cheeks had turned crimson red and

as he began banging his head on the ground to beg for

Mr. Goldstein!” he expressed his

chest, pummeling in his temples as he continued banging his head. Soon, blood began trickling down his forehead, dripping

sexy sales assistants parted their