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.

reddened upon the impact, and the

Jason was about to return the slap. “I’ll force-feed you the rest of the alcohol on the table if

alcohol content of fifty-two percent. Hence,

gave the bottles of vodka on the table a look, gritted his teeth, and pushed the bespectacled man away. Daily New

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

sound of

fists

the end, Steven was the only one left who

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

down on me? Or

don’t mean

Hunt said his hands hurt.”

The server made his way over

Steven could even register what was going on, the server, who was half a head taller

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

the server quickly apologized, “I’m

Steven was devastated.

won’t let

Mr. Hunt’s hands. Take him to the doctor.” Curtis’ gaze then

were the only ones left in the room after the servers

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 to

table and smashed it down fiercely on Jason’s knees

and he knelt down in front

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

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

“Yes, you shouldn’t have said and done all that. I can refresh your memory if you’ve forgotten how your mother

constricted upon hearing

it’s meant to be kept secret? Who told

my fault. Please, Mr. Faymon, Ms. Garland, forgive me.” Jason suppressed his anger and begged for mercy. He planned to pay Curtis back for all the humiliation he suffered

trash. “I did say the drinks are on me today. Take the rest of the liquor home for Uncle