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.

man who came on an electric scooter? Didn’t he ask the security guard to kick this man out earlier? Why is he on his knees

Sandwith, what are you doing?” The voluptuous sales assistants rushed over to him and questioned in a frantic manner, “Why are you kneeling before

the wrong person. This man who came on an electric

poor, unlike Mr.

pouted, refusing to believe

had seen many influential figures in this line

served had dressed shabbily like Jonathan and came to their car

Oliver hollered, his

see I’m in trouble? Why are

fool like him had realized that the man who he nearly kicked out earlier was the Mr. Goldstein he had been

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

all my

slap mark appeared

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

he was about to leave, Oliver had been glaring at him. It was obvious

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 shot him a withering look. “Isn’t it too late to

employees in the car

bothered to waste his time

owner of the car dealership, Harrison,

he refused

would retaliate when being driven up

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

as he began banging his head on the ground to beg

Mr. Goldstein!” he expressed his remorse

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

assistants parted their lips

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