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.

reddened upon the impact, and the corner of

was about to return the slap. “I’ll force-feed you the

with an alcohol content of fifty-two percent. Hence,

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

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

instant, the sound of slaps

a corner with clenched fists as his cheeks were slapped till they

the only one left who hadn’t slapped

dry laugh. “M-Mr. Faymon, my hands hurt. Why not

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

Faymon, I don’t

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

server made his

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

hand to land another slap on Jason’s

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

Steven was devastated.

won’t

with Mr. Hunt’s hands. Take him to the doctor.”

Curtis were the only ones left

that he badly wanted

up a bottle of red wine from the table and smashed it down fiercely

and he

following him around for many years. At least your dad knows enough not to mess around

shouldn’t have said all that.” Jason’s face twitched. “I

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 still wealthy enough

constricted upon hearing

out when it’s meant to be kept secret? Who told

Jason suppressed his anger and begged for mercy. He planned to pay Curtis back for all the humiliation he suffered