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.

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

over to him and questioned

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

he’s dirt poor,

refusing

figures in this

they served had dressed shabbily like Jonathan and came

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

see I’m in trouble? Why are they adding

a fool like him had realized that the man who he nearly kicked

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

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

fresh slap mark

me. You are worse than a dog!” Jonathan declared 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

glaring at him. It was obvious Oliver wasn’t

I’m sorry for my rash action. I’ll call the police and tell them not to come!” After saying that, Oliver scrambled to get his phone. Right when he was

eyes, the employees in the car dealership were merely a

bothered to waste his time on

the car dealership, Harrison,

provoking him, he refused to hold

person would retaliate when being driven up the

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

his head on the ground to

he expressed his

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

their lips at