Chapter 46 Grovel At His Feet

“Don’t call me that! I’m not your boss!” Harrison roared once the call was connected. “How dare you kick Mr. Goldstein out of my store?” Fury was evident in his voice.

“I kicked Mr. Goldstein out?” Oliver paled at his words.

I didn’t even see Mr. Goldstein today! How could I have kicked him out?

“Boss, Mr. Goldstein is here?” Oliver glanced around frantically, trying to find out if he was here.

The only person in the store was that man who came on an electric scooter.

“Of course!” Harrison barked furiously. “I’ll give you one minute to either apologize to Mr. Goldstein or chop off your limbs and jump into Goda River to redeem yourself! If Mr. Goldstein leaves our store before I arrive, I’ll take your life personally!”

He then cut the line abruptly.

Oliver felt his vision turn black when he realized Harrison had just hung up on him.

“M-Mr. Sandwith, what’s wrong?” the female sales assistants gathered around him and asked in concern.

“Move aside! Get out of my way!”

He pushed them away impatiently and caught up to Jonathan.

“Are you stopping me from leaving?” Jonathan demanded when Oliver appeared before him, panting heavily.

“N-No! Listen to me, Mr. Goldstein…”

Without warning, Oliver fell to his knees before Jonathan. It was a shocking sight to everyone in the store.

an electric scooter? Didn’t he ask the security guard to kick this man out earlier? Why is

rushed over to him and questioned in a frantic manner, “Why are you kneeling before

must’ve gotten the wrong person. This man who came on an electric scooter is definitely not Mr.

dirt poor, unlike

ladies pouted, refusing

seen many influential figures

of the big shots they served had dressed shabbily like Jonathan and came to

f*ck up!” Oliver hollered, his

I’m in trouble? Why are they adding

had realized that the man who he nearly kicked

is the only man I’ve tried to kick out today. Thus,

you. It was all my fault!” Oliver apologized before he gave himself a tight

slap mark

a dog!” Jonathan declared icily at the sight of Oliver slapping himself continuously on his knees. “If Harrison

about to leave, Oliver had been glaring at him. It

to get his phone. Right when he was about to make the call,

the employees in the car

to waste his time on

car dealership, Harrison, was insignificant to

they kept provoking him, he refused

retaliate when

Mr. Goldstein. Please spare me!” Oliver begged, his legs buckling under the pressure. His initially fair cheeks had turned crimson red and swollen from the

tightened as he began banging his head on the ground to beg

he expressed his

pummeling in his temples as he continued banging his head. Soon, blood began trickling down

their lips

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