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.

Oliver 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

assistants rushed over to him and questioned in a frantic manner,

gotten the wrong person. This man who came on an electric scooter is definitely not Mr. Goldstein!” another

dirt poor,

refusing

seen many influential figures in this line

shabbily like Jonathan and came to their car dealership on

shut the f*ck up!” Oliver

they see I’m in trouble? Why are they

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

you. It was all my

a fresh slap

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

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

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 about to make the call, Jonathan

the employees in the car dealership were merely a

to waste his

the car dealership, Harrison, was

provoking him, he refused

the nicest person would retaliate when

Please spare me!” Oliver 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 beg for

Goldstein!” he expressed his remorse

temples as he continued banging

sales assistants parted their

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