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.

who came on an electric scooter? Didn’t he ask the security guard to kick this man out earlier? Why is he on his

you doing?” The voluptuous sales assistants rushed over to him and questioned in a frantic

wrong person. This man who came on an electric scooter is definitely not Mr.

poor,

pouted, refusing

had seen many influential figures in

served had dressed shabbily like Jonathan and came to their car dealership on an

shut the f*ck up!” Oliver hollered, his face crimson

in trouble?

he nearly kicked

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

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

slap mark

Jonathan declared icily at the sight of Oliver slapping himself continuously on his knees. “If Harrison hadn’t called

was about to leave, Oliver had been glaring at him. It was obvious Oliver wasn’t going

to get his phone. Right when he was about to make the call, Jonathan shot him a withering look. “Isn’t it too

employees in the car dealership

be bothered to waste his time on

car dealership, Harrison, was insignificant to

him, he refused to

nicest person would retaliate

sorry, Mr. Goldstein. Please spare me!” Oliver begged, his legs buckling under the

he began banging his head on the ground to beg

he

hammering in his chest, pummeling in his temples as he continued banging his head. Soon, blood began

sales assistants parted their