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.

impact, and the corner of his mouth went

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

survive one bottle of vodka with an alcohol content of fifty-two percent. Hence, a dozen bottles of the hard

on the table a look, gritted his teeth, and pushed the bespectacled man away. Daily New

taking the lead and Curtis’ words to back them up, the rest of the crowd

sound of slaps filled the

fists as his cheeks were slapped

was the only one left who hadn’t

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

glass of vodka?” Curtis sneered. “Are you looking down on me? Or

Faymon, I don’t mean it that

said his hands hurt.” Curtis turned to

server made his way

a

hand to land another slap

done, the server quickly apologized, “I’m

Steven was devastated.

for. Jason won’t let me off

looks like there is indeed something wrong with Mr. Hunt’s hands. Take him to

left in

dozen times. He was so mad that he badly wanted to kill Curtis but didn’t dare show it as

of red wine from the table and smashed it down fiercely on Jason’s knees as

he knelt down

least your dad knows enough not to mess around with me even though he

twitched. “I crossed the line. But I’m sober now. Please

have said and done all that. I can refresh your memory if you’ve forgotten how your mother died. It doesn’t matter even if Faymon Group declares bankruptcy. I’m

pupils constricted

find that out when it’s meant

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