His Precious Love

Chapter 146 Feels Good To See Him Getting Humiliated

The crowd couldn’t help but shudder upon Curtis’ words.

Who would have thought that he could be so scary when his temper flared?

“Curtis Fay—” Jason clenched his fists and shouted angrily, only to receive a stern glare from Curtis before he could even finish.

Curtis gave everyone else a look. “It looks like you guys want to stay here.”

The crowd exchanged looks as they were hesitant to make a move.

On the one hand, they were worried about the consequences of slapping Jason since he was part of the Faymon family.

On the other, they wanted to get out of the room.

After a long silence, a bespectacled man walked up to Jason.

Jason never expected any of them to dare slap him. He narrowed his eyes and glared at the man murderously.

The bespectacled man plucked up his courage while shivering in fright. “I-I’m sorry, Mr. Faymon… I need to go. My girlfriend is waiting for me at home. Please don’t blame me for this…”

The man squeezed his eyes shut and quickly gave Jason a slap.

Of course, he knew he couldn’t afford to mess with Jason. Hence, after slapping the latter lightly, he turned around and tried to flee.

However, Curtis gave him a look. “How can he sober up with such a light slap? Slap him again,” he said with an ambiguous smile.

The man’s legs shook. “Mr. Faymon, I-I…”

“Slap him again!”

The bespectacled man was taken aback by Curtis’ demeanor. He turned back to Jason, pretended not to see the latter’s murderous glare, and landed a tight slap on his face.

the impact, and

to return the slap. “I’ll force-feed you the rest of the alcohol

of fifty-two percent. Hence,

pushed the bespectacled man away. Daily New chapters upload Only on Alaniniz(dot)com This time

the lead and Curtis’ words to back them up, the rest of the crowd walked up to Jason, apologized, and slapped his

sound of slaps filled

corner with clenched fists as his cheeks were slapped till

end, Steven was the only one left who hadn’t

they were friends. Steven let out a dry laugh. “M-Mr. Faymon, my hands hurt. Why not I down one glass of

looking down on me?

I don’t mean it

hear him? Mr. Hunt said his hands hurt.” Curtis turned

server made his way

was half a head taller than him, grabbed his right hand and used it to slap

swung Steven’s hand to land another slap

quickly apologized, “I’m sorry, Mr. Hunt. Your

Steven was devastated.

done for. Jason won’t let me off this

indeed something wrong with Mr. Hunt’s hands. Take him to the

and Curtis were the only ones left in

felt utterly humiliated after getting slapped more than a dozen times. He was so mad that

the table and smashed it down fiercely on Jason’s knees

knees went weak, and he

to eye level. “Jason, your dad is a smart man. I’m surprised you haven’t picked up anything from him after following him around for many years. At least your dad knows enough not to mess around

sorry, Mr. Faymon. I shouldn’t have said all that.” Jason’s face twitched. “I crossed the line. But I’m sober now. Please

your memory if you’ve forgotten how your

pupils constricted upon

did Curtis find that out when it’s

my fault. Please, Mr. Faymon, Ms. Garland, forgive me.” Jason suppressed his anger and begged for mercy. He planned to pay Curtis back for all the humiliation he suffered today once Faymon Group had a