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.

Now, in his downfall, there wer plenty who

neither cringing nor arrogant, showed no sign of

a wad of bills at him. “Take th

cash; it was several thousand, at least. It could keep him

hands, he picked up the

room fell

humiliated Jonathan was seething

When the man saw

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

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Chapter 952

Ophelia couldn’t believe that within a few

the

second, Ophelia pulled him up.

secretary escorted

brings you here?” The man’s tone was now

he’s still their only son. Aren’t you afraid they might come after you for

was struck with fear.

foot stepped

turned pale.

might just

then with a roar of anger, he commanded,