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.

Lamborghini car dealership, kneeling before a man who came on an electric scooter? Didn’t he ask the security guard to kick this man

are you doing?” The voluptuous sales assistants rushed over to

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

dirt poor, unlike

ladies pouted, refusing to believe

had seen many influential figures

served had dressed shabbily like Jonathan and came to their

Oliver hollered,

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

that the man who he nearly kicked out earlier was the Mr. Goldstein

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

me for disrespecting you. It was all my fault!”

once, a fresh slap mark appeared

slapping himself continuously on his knees. “If Harrison hadn’t called you

at him. It was obvious

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

employees in the car dealership were merely

to waste

car dealership, Harrison, was insignificant to

him, he

the nicest person would retaliate when

sorry, Mr. Goldstein. Please spare me!” Oliver begged, his legs buckling under the pressure. His initially fair cheeks

jaw tightened as he began banging his head on the

Mr. Goldstein!” he expressed

heart was hammering in his chest, pummeling in his temples as he continued banging his head. Soon, blood began trickling down his forehead, dripping onto

sexy sales assistants parted their