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.

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

The voluptuous sales assistants rushed over to him and questioned in a frantic manner, “Why are you

who came on an electric scooter is definitely not

he’s dirt poor, unlike

ladies pouted, refusing to believe

many influential figures in this line

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

Oliver hollered, his

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

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

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

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

a fresh slap mark appeared

at the sight of Oliver slapping himself continuously on his knees. “If Harrison hadn’t called you

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

scrambled to get his phone. Right when he was about to

the car

couldn’t be bothered to

the owner of the car dealership, Harrison, was insignificant

he

would retaliate when being driven

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

he began banging his head on the

Mr. Goldstein!” he expressed

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

parted their lips at the

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