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.

right cheek reddened upon the impact, and the corner of

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

bottle of vodka with an alcohol content of fifty-two percent. Hence, a dozen bottles

table a look, gritted his teeth, and pushed the bespectacled man away. Daily

up, the rest of the crowd

instant, the sound of

in a corner with clenched fists

end, Steven was the only one left who

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

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

don’t

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

made his way over

a head taller than him, grabbed his right hand and used

Steven’s hand to land another slap

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

Steven was devastated.

Jason won’t

Hunt’s hands. Take

the only ones left in the room after the servers

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

table and smashed it down fiercely

knees went weak, and he knelt down in front

dad is a smart man. I’m surprised you haven’t picked up anything from 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,

said all that.” Jason’s face twitched. “I crossed the

done all that. I can refresh your memory if you’ve forgotten how your mother died. It doesn’t matter even

constricted upon hearing

did Curtis find that out when it’s meant to be kept secret? Who

and begged for mercy. He planned to pay Curtis

“I did say the