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

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

wrong person. This man who came on an electric

dirt poor,

ladies pouted, refusing

figures in this line

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

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

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

nearly kicked out earlier was the

tried to kick out

disrespecting you. It was all my fault!” Oliver apologized before he gave himself

fresh slap mark appeared on

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

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

scrambled to get his phone.

the employees in the car dealership

couldn’t be bothered to waste his

the owner of the car dealership,

kept provoking him, he

the nicest person would retaliate when

Oliver begged, his legs buckling under the pressure. His initially fair cheeks had turned crimson

his head on the ground

he expressed

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

assistants parted their lips at the appalling