The Legendary Man novel Chapter 48

Chapter 48 Dirt Poor

“Mr. Goldstein, that wasn’t what I meant.” Harrison turned as pale as a sheet.

“How much is it?” Jonathan asked in a glacial voice.

“Eighteen million, eight hundred and eighty thousand. It’s a worldwide limited edition sports car, and there are only three cars in the whole country. This is the only car in Jazona!” Harrison revealed.

“Not bad,” came Jonathan’s reply.

He bobbed his head slightly before fishing out a black card from his pocket. Handing it to Harrison, he stated matter-of-factly, “Charge it on my card, including the money you spent on the mansion yesterday.”

“Got it, Mr. Goldstein!” Harrison answered hastily.

After accepting the card, Harrison immediately recognized it as a worldwide limited edition black card issued by Citibank. Rumor had it that the bank had only issued around a dozen cards worldwide!

Only a selected few in Chanaea were in possession of this black card.

This was the first time Harrison had ever seen it in real life, excluding the one time he saw it in the papers, of course.

Shortly after, when Harrison rang up a purchase of over two hundred million on the POS terminal, the sales assistants behind him widened their eyes in amazement.

Two hundred million? Did that man who rode an electric scooter just pay two hundred million using his black card?

“Mr. Seymour, is this young man from a wealthy family? He’s really low profile!” one sales assistant commented in an effort to suck up to them.

She racked her brains to find a suitable adjective to describe Jonathan, but the only word that came to mind was “low profile.”

It felt like they were serving a prince who wanted to experience a commoner’s life.

“Don’t ask questions. The truth won’t benefit you in any way!” Harrison shot her a frosty glare. “All you need to know is that he ordered for the most distinguished Blackwood family from the four prominent families in Jadeborough to be kicked out of the city.”

Did he kick the Blackwood family out of Jadeborough?

The scantily clad sales assistants paled visibly, fighting back the urge to slap themselves as regret overwhelmed them.

How influential is he to kick the Blackwood family out of Jadeborough single-handedly?

“Mr. Goldstein, here’s your card.”

A few minutes later, Harrison returned the card to Jonathan. At a snap of his fingers, a man in black stepped forward and offered the house deed along with a bunch of keys.

“Mr. Goldstein, this is the keys to No. 1 Villa in Edenic Heights. I’ve transferred the deed to your wife, Josephine Smith. When will you move in?” asked Harrison politely after he handed the house deed and keys to Jonathan.

“I can’t be sure.” Jonathan shook his head. It would depend on whether Josephine was willing to move in with him.

He didn’t want to move into the mansion alone.

“I’ll send someone to clean the place up every day. Just inform me when you’re ready to move in,” Harrison said with his head lowered. “Mr. Goldstein, should I ask someone to drive your car back to your house?”

“Nope!” Jonathan shook his head. “I’ll drive it back myself. I need your help to deliver my electric scooter back to Brocade Park, though,” he said after a brief consideration.

“No problem, Mr. Goldstein!” Harrison promised.

He pointed at one of the sales assistants and commanded, “Get a sports car and deliver Mr. Goldstein’s electric scooter back to Brocade Park!”

“Yes, Boss!” the lady answered promptly with a curt nod.