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.

circles, but with th 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 satisfaction he had expected.

cringing nor arrogant, showed no sign of

of Jonathan’s hand, and threw a wad of bills at him. “Take th money and

scanned the cash; it was several thousand, at least. It could keep him fed for a long

he picked up the bills one by

room fell

Jonathan was seething

clicking on the floor approached. When the man

the money until the last bill was stepped on. He reached out, gently nudging. “Excuse me, could you move

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Chapter 952

within a few days, Jonathan had

grip on the money tightened.

pulled him up. “Take Mr. Metzger to the

escorted

here?” The man’s tone was

the Metzger family, but he’s still their only son. Aren’t you afraid they might come after you for bullying him like this?” Ophelia despised their bullying tactics.

Metzger’s reach, was struck with fear.

snorted. “Consider whatever foot

face turned pale.

cold. “Then I might

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