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.

and the corner

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

content of fifty-two percent. Hence, a dozen bottles of the hard liquor were out

the bottles of vodka on the table a look, gritted his teeth, and pushed the bespectacled man away. Daily New chapters upload Only on Alaniniz(dot)com This time around, no server stopped the

back them up,

instant, the sound of slaps filled the

clenched fists as

the only one left who

himself to slap Jason since they were friends. Steven let out a dry laugh. “M-Mr. Faymon, my hands hurt. Why

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

I don’t mean

said his hands hurt.” Curtis turned to

Mr. Faymon.” The server made his

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

to land another slap on Jason’s

quickly apologized, “I’m sorry,

Steven was devastated.

Jason won’t

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

only ones left in the

than a dozen times. He was so mad that he badly wanted to

table and smashed it down fiercely on Jason’s knees

and he

level. “Jason, your 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

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

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

pupils constricted upon

Curtis find that out when it’s

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 today once Faymon Group had a

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