The Legendary Man

Chapter 45

Chapter 45 The Real Mister Goldstein

“What’s wrong, Mr. Sandwith?” the incredibly sexy sales assistant asked, shocked by his sudden roar. She turned at her shoulder and saw how pale Oliver was. “The customer has just signed the agreement!”

“Rip it apart!” Oliver grabbed the vehicle purchase agreement and tore it to pieces. “This contract is invalid!”

“Why is that?” Charles bristled and demanded, “What is going on? I thought you said you have an ongoing promotion. If I buy a car, I can either get the next one free or pick a sports car worth four million. Now that I’ve paid for it, you’re telling me the contract is invalid?”

His face turned an ugly shade of purple in rage.

I’ve already agreed to meet a sexy young lady tonight to ride my new four million sports car, and now you say the contract is invalid? What shall I tell my date, then? She’ll just refuse to keep me company! I’m pretty sure of that.

“The buy one get one free promotion has been canceled. It was a bug in our system. As a form of compensation, if you’re still interested in buying this car, I can offer you a one thousand shopping voucher,” Oliver answered with a scoff. He didn’t bother showing any respect to this young man anymore.

In fact, he was fighting back the urge to slap Charles for having a similar surname.

“How can you cancel it as you like? Is this a joke?” Charles demanded, grounding his jaw in fury.

Do I look like I need the one thousand voucher? Da*n it! I can’t afford another two million!

At the thought of how his date would end up with another man tonight, rage pulsed through his veins as he fought back the urge to give Oliver a tight slap.

“Stop spouting nonsense. It’s either you buy it if you can afford it. Otherwise, get out now!” Oliver finally showed his true colors, and he refused to waste more time on this young man.

There was no need to be polite to Charles, for he wasn’t the big shot Oliver’s superior was talking about.

attitude is this?” Charles exclaimed. He slammed the table in disgust and barked, “Where is your superior? I want to talk to your

you.” Oliver gave a dismissive wave. “If he kicks up a fuss, ask the security guard

you wait!” Charles warned, grinding his jaw in

that, he spun on his heels and stormed out of the store, rage flowing

date for tonight,

no way he’d let

you dare to kick up a fuss in Mr. Seymour’s store. Do you have a death wish?” Oliver scoffed at the young man’s warning and paid

the most ruthless

the audacity to create trouble in his store would be chopped to pieces and fed to the

assistants immediately gathered

up to that young man a few moments ago but ended up

Oliver cursed angrily. “He isn’t the

got

assistants froze in shock. “But we just…”

they had allowed him to take advantage of them by giving in

with him, and now Oliver was telling them

wait at the entrance of the store. Since that person wasn’t the man we are waiting for, that means the

to serve the real Mr. Goldstein well so I can make

a firm nod

already fuming mad, and the

soon,” one sales assistant commented, shooting Jonathan a disdainful look. There was no way she’d

his electric scooter and shabby clothes. Clearly, he’s dirt poor. He must

Jonathan’s phone rang, breaking

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