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.

Sandwith, the manager of a Lamborghini car dealership, kneeling before a man who came on an electric scooter? Didn’t he ask the security guard to kick this man out earlier? Why is he on his knees now?

rushed over to him and

must’ve gotten the wrong person. This man who came on an electric scooter is definitely not Mr. Goldstein!” another chimed

dirt poor, unlike Mr.

refusing to believe

influential figures in this

of the big shots they served had dressed shabbily like Jonathan

the f*ck up!” Oliver hollered,

Can’t they see I’m in trouble? Why

fool like him had realized that the man who he nearly

is the only man I’ve tried to kick out today. Thus,

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

fresh slap mark

icily at the sight of Oliver slapping himself continuously on his knees. “If Harrison hadn’t called you personally, I don’t

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

Oliver scrambled to get his

the car dealership were merely a colony of

couldn’t be bothered to waste his

owner of the car dealership, Harrison, was insignificant

him, he refused to hold

would retaliate

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

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

sorry, Mr. Goldstein!” he expressed his remorse

chest, pummeling in his temples as he continued banging

their lips at the