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.

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

cringing nor arrogant, showed no

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

it was several thousand, at least. It could

picked up the bills

fell

man who had humiliated Jonathan

on the floor approached. When the

was stepped on. He reached out, gently nudging. “Excuse me, could you move your

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Chapter 952

within a few days, Jonathan

grip on the money

second, Ophelia pulled him up. “Take Mr.

secretary escorted Jonathan out.

you here?” The man’s

out with 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.

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

foot

turned pale.

might just have to call

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