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 the

when he saw that Jason was about to return the slap. “I’ll

an alcohol content of fifty-two percent. Hence, a dozen bottles of

bespectacled man away. Daily New chapters upload Only on Alaniniz(dot)com This time around, no server stopped

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

the sound of slaps filled the

with clenched fists as

was the only one left who hadn’t

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

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

I don’t mean it

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

made his

could even register what was going on, the server, who was half a head taller than him, grabbed his right hand and used it to

he swung Steven’s hand to land another slap on Jason’s other

“I’m sorry, Mr. Hunt. Your

Steven was devastated.

done for. Jason won’t let me off this

Take him

ones left

so mad that he badly wanted to kill Curtis but didn’t dare show it as he walked

and smashed it down fiercely

knees went weak, and he knelt down in front

knows enough not to mess around with me even though he doesn’t like me. But you, you are a

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

your memory if you’ve forgotten how your mother died. It doesn’t matter even if Faymon Group declares bankruptcy. I’m still wealthy enough to

pupils constricted upon hearing

when it’s meant to be kept

mercy. He planned