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

he saw that Jason was about to return the slap. “I’ll

of fifty-two percent. Hence, a dozen bottles of the hard

teeth, and pushed the bespectacled man away. Daily New chapters upload Only on

up, the rest of the crowd walked up

an instant, the sound of slaps filled the

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

the only one left who hadn’t

himself to slap Jason since they were friends. Steven let out a dry laugh.

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

Faymon, I don’t mean it that

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

server made his way

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

to land another slap on Jason’s

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

Steven was devastated.

Jason won’t

is indeed something wrong with Mr. Hunt’s hands. Take him to the doctor.” Curtis’ gaze then landed on Jason. “Come

only ones left in the room

getting slapped more than a dozen times. He was so mad that he badly wanted to kill

red wine from the table and smashed it down fiercely

and he knelt down

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

shouldn’t have said all that.” Jason’s face twitched. “I crossed the line. But I’m sober

your mother died. It doesn’t matter even if Faymon Group declares bankruptcy. I’m still wealthy enough to buy the

pupils constricted upon

find that out when it’s meant to be kept

for mercy. He planned to pay Curtis back for

him a look and shrugged him off as if he was a bag of trash. “I did say the drinks are on me today. Take the rest of the liquor