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.

and the corner of

spoke up when he saw that Jason was about to return the slap. “I’ll force-feed

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

teeth, and pushed the bespectacled man away. Daily New chapters upload Only on Alaniniz(dot)com This time around, no

lead and Curtis’ words to back them up,

instant, the sound of slaps filled the

clenched fists as his cheeks were slapped till they

only

friends. Steven let out a dry laugh. “M-Mr. Faymon, my hands hurt. Why

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

Faymon, I don’t mean

him? Mr. Hunt said his hands hurt.” Curtis turned to the server behind him.

made his way

going on, the server, who was half a head taller than him, grabbed his right

land another slap

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

Steven was devastated.

Jason won’t let me off this

Take him to the doctor.” Curtis’ gaze then landed on

and Curtis were the only ones left in the

utterly humiliated after getting slapped more than a dozen times. He was so mad that he badly wanted to kill Curtis but didn’t dare show it as he walked up

wine from the table and smashed it down fiercely on Jason’s knees as he approached

went weak, and he knelt down

dad knows enough not to mess around with me even though he doesn’t like me. But you, you are a different story. Are you trying to tell the world

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

you shouldn’t have said and done all that. I can refresh your memory if you’ve forgotten how your mother died. It doesn’t

constricted upon hearing

out when it’s

fault. Please, Mr. Faymon, Ms. Garland, forgive me.” Jason suppressed his anger and begged for mercy. He