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.

came on an electric scooter? Didn’t he

doing?” The voluptuous sales assistants rushed over to him

gotten the wrong person. This man who came on an electric scooter is definitely

poor, unlike

pouted, refusing to

seen many influential figures in

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

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

of idiots. Can’t they see I’m in trouble? Why

that the man who he nearly kicked out earlier

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

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

fresh slap

disrespected 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

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

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

eyes, the employees in the car dealership

be bothered to

car dealership,

him, he refused to hold back

retaliate when being driven up

Please spare me!” Oliver begged, his 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

Goldstein!” he expressed

temples as he continued

sales assistants parted their lips