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

Curtis spoke up when he saw that Jason was about to return the slap. “I’ll force-feed

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

bespectacled man away. Daily New chapters upload Only on

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

instant, the sound of

fists as his cheeks were slapped till

was the only one left who hadn’t slapped

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

glass of vodka?” Curtis sneered. “Are you looking down on me? Or are you

I don’t mean it

Mr. Hunt said his hands hurt.” Curtis turned to the

Mr. Faymon.” The server made his way over to

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

land another

quickly apologized, “I’m

Steven was devastated.

won’t

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

left in the room after the

humiliated after getting slapped more than a dozen times. He was so mad that he

of red wine from the table and smashed it down fiercely

he knelt down

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, you are a different story. Are you trying to tell the

Mr. Faymon. I shouldn’t have said all that.” Jason’s face twitched. “I crossed the

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

pupils constricted upon hearing

Curtis find that out when it’s

Faymon, Ms. Garland, forgive me.” Jason suppressed his anger and begged for mercy. He planned to

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