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.

Didn’t he ask the security guard to kick this man out earlier? Why

over to him and questioned in a frantic manner, “Why

Mr. Sandwith, you must’ve gotten the wrong person. This man who came on an electric scooter is definitely not Mr.

poor, unlike

pouted, refusing

influential figures in this

shabbily like

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

a bunch of idiots. Can’t they see I’m in trouble? Why are they adding fuel to fire

that the man who 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 the Mr. Goldstein I’ve been waiting for the entire

all

a fresh slap mark appeared

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

he was about to leave, Oliver had been glaring at him. It was obvious Oliver

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

in the car

bothered to waste his

of the car dealership, Harrison, was insignificant to

they kept provoking him, he refused to

person would retaliate when being driven up

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

began banging his head on the ground to

he

he continued banging his head. Soon, blood began trickling down his forehead, dripping onto

assistants parted their lips