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.

years, Jonathan had made plenty of enemies in the social circles, but with th Metzger family behind him, few dared to confront him! Now, in his downfall, there wer plenty who wanted

showed

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

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

he picked up the

room fell

had humiliated Jonathan was seething with

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

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

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couldn’t believe that within a few days, Jonathan had fallen this

on the money tightened.

Ophelia pulled him up. “Take

secretary escorted Jonathan

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

still their only son. Aren’t you afraid they might

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

foot stepped on him, broken.”

face turned pale. “Ophelia!”

I might just have to call

man shook, then with a roar of anger, he