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.

scooter? Didn’t he ask the security

over to him and questioned in a frantic manner, “Why are you kneeling before

came on an electric scooter

poor, unlike

pouted, refusing to believe

seen many influential figures in

of the big shots they served had dressed shabbily like Jonathan and came to their car dealership on an electric

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

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

him had realized that the man who he nearly kicked out earlier was the Mr. Goldstein he had been

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

forgive me for disrespecting you. It was all my

slap mark appeared on his

sight of Oliver slapping himself continuously on his knees. “If Harrison hadn’t

leave, Oliver had been glaring at him. It was

and tell them not to come!” After saying that, Oliver scrambled to get his phone. Right when he was about to make

employees in the car dealership

couldn’t be bothered to

the car dealership, Harrison, was insignificant to

they kept provoking him, he refused to hold back

the nicest person would retaliate when being

legs buckling under the pressure. His initially fair cheeks had turned crimson red and swollen from the

he began banging his head on the ground to

he expressed his

heart was hammering in his chest, pummeling in his temples as he continued banging his head.

sales assistants parted their lips at the appalling