The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 952

“Mr. Metzger, what are you standing there for? Pick it up!” The man looked at him with disdain.

Wasn’t Jonathan just riding on the coat-tails of the Metzger family to make it big? Without the Metzgers’ backing, what was he worth?

Jonathan’s face burned with humiliation. It took a moment, but he stepped forward and crouched down..

“Ah…”

His hand was cruelly stepped on, the shards piercing his skin, blood flowing freely.

Jonathan let out a pained gasp.

The man laughed wildly. “Oops, sorry, Mr. Metzger, my bad. I didn’t see your hand there.”

Jonathan knew it was intentional.

Before, he wouldn’t have tolerated such insult. But now, without this job, he had nothing

better.

He bore the pain, his voice hoarse. “It’s my fault, I shouldn’t have angered you.”

The man paused.

Metzger family behind him, few dared to confront him! Now, in his downfall, there wer plenty who wanted to step on him. But seeing Jonathan so humbled didn’t bring the

neither cringing nor arrogant, showed no sign of humiliation.

it dull, let go of Jonathan’s hand, and threw a wad of

thousand, at least. It could keep

he picked up the bills one

fell silent.

humiliated Jonathan was seething with

clicking on the floor approached. When the man saw her,

continued picking up the money until the last bill was stepped on. He reached out, gently nudging. “Excuse

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Chapter 952

a few days, Jonathan had fallen this

the money

him up. “Take Mr. Metzger to

escorted Jonathan out.

Joyner, what brings you here?” The

family, but he’s still their only son. Aren’t you

remembering Mrs. Metzger’s reach, was struck with fear. “Ms.

foot stepped

face turned

“Then I might just have to call your

of anger, he commanded, “What are you waiting for?