Dear Sweetheart

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.

cheek reddened upon the impact, and the corner

was about to return the slap. “I’ll force-feed you the rest of the alcohol on the table if you can’t stand getting

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

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

the sound of slaps filled

stood in a corner with clenched fists as his cheeks were

only one left

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

down on

don’t mean it

said his hands hurt.” Curtis turned to the server behind

made his

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

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

he was done, the server quickly apologized, “I’m sorry, Mr. Hunt. Your hand went

Steven was devastated.

won’t

wrong with Mr. Hunt’s hands. Take him

the only ones left in the

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

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

he knelt

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

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

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

constricted upon hearing

out when it’s meant to be

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

gave him a look and shrugged him off as if he was a bag of trash. “I did say the drinks are