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.

right cheek reddened upon the impact, and

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

bottle of vodka with an alcohol content of

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

to back them up, the rest of the crowd walked up to Jason, apologized, and

sound of slaps

fists as his cheeks were slapped till they

the only one left who

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

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

Faymon, I don’t mean

said his hands hurt.”

The server made his way over to

was half a head taller

land another slap on

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

Steven was devastated.

won’t let me

looks like there is indeed something wrong with Mr. Hunt’s hands. Take him to the doctor.” Curtis’ gaze then

Curtis were the only ones left in

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

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

weak, and he knelt

him after following him around for many years. At least your dad knows enough not to mess around with me even though he doesn’t like me. But you, you are a different story.

have said all that.” Jason’s face twitched. “I crossed the line. But I’m

your memory if you’ve forgotten how your mother died. It doesn’t matter even

pupils constricted upon hearing

it’s meant

He planned to pay Curtis back for all the humiliation he suffered today