The Legendary Man novel Chapter 46

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.

Is Oliver Sandwith, the manager of a Lamborghini car dealership, kneeling before a man who came on an electric scooter? Didn’t he ask the security guard to kick this man out earlier? Why is he on his knees now? How shocking!

“Mr. Sandwith, what are you doing?” The voluptuous sales assistants rushed over to him and questioned in a frantic manner, “Why are you kneeling before him?”

“Yes, Mr. Sandwith, you must’ve gotten the wrong person. This man who came on an electric scooter is definitely not Mr. Goldstein!” another chimed in.

“Yes, he’s dirt poor, unlike Mr. Goldstein.”

The ladies pouted, refusing to believe him.

They had seen many influential figures in this line of work.

None of the big shots they served had dressed shabbily like Jonathan and came to their car dealership on an electric scooter!

“Just shut the f*ck up!” Oliver hollered, his face crimson with rage.

What a bunch of idiots. Can’t they see I’m in trouble? Why are they adding fuel to fire now?

Even a fool like him had realized that the man who he nearly kicked out earlier was the Mr. Goldstein he had been waiting for!

Shit, I’ve offended the big shot. Jonathan Goldstein is the only man I’ve tried to kick out today. Thus, he must be the Mr. Goldstein I’ve been waiting for the entire day!

“Mr. Goldstein, please forgive me for disrespecting you. It was all my fault!” Oliver apologized before he gave himself a tight slap.

At once, a fresh slap mark appeared on his cheek.

“Yes, you’ve indeed disrespected me. You are worse than a dog!” Jonathan declared icily at the sight of Oliver slapping himself continuously on his knees. “If Harrison hadn’t called you personally, I don’t think I’ll get to leave your store. The police you called earlier is about to arrive, right?”