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

cringing nor arrogant, showed no sign of

threw a wad of bills at him. “Take th

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

blood on his hands, he picked up the bills

room fell silent.

humiliated Jonathan

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

the last bill was stepped on. He reached out, gently nudging. “Excuse me, could you move your foot, please?”

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Chapter 952

within a few days, Jonathan had fallen this low.

grip on the money

second, Ophelia pulled him up.

escorted

what brings you here?” The

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

with fear. “Ms. Joyner, we were just… joking with Mr.

snorted. “Consider whatever foot stepped on him,

man’s face turned pale.

turned cold. “Then I might just have to call your

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