The Legendary Man novel 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.

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

“My superior doesn’t have time for you.” Oliver gave a dismissive wave. “If he kicks up a fuss, ask the security guard to escort him out!”

“All right. You’ve got some nerve, huh? Just you wait!” Charles warned, grinding his jaw in fury.

Having said that, he spun on his heels and stormed out of the store, rage flowing through him like lava.

After losing the four million new car and his date for tonight, he nearly got thrown out of the store by the security guard.

There was no way he’d let this slide.

“Oh, come on. Don’t you know the owner of this store? I can’t believe 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 him no need.

Harrison was the most ruthless man in all of Jadeborough.

Anyone who had the audacity to create trouble in his store would be chopped to pieces and fed to the fishes in the Goda River

“Mr. Sandwith, what’s going on?” The scantily dressed sales assistants immediately gathered around Oliver curiously after Charles made his exit.

After all, he was buttering up to that young man a few moments ago but ended up being rude to him.

“What else? I got the wrong person! Da*n it,” Oliver cursed angrily. “He isn’t the big shot Boss was talking about!”