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 of his mouth

“I’ll force-feed you the rest of the alcohol on the table if you

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

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

the bespectacled man taking the lead and Curtis’ words to back them up,

sound of slaps

with clenched fists as his cheeks were slapped till they

Steven was the only one left who hadn’t

himself to slap Jason since they were friends. Steven let out a dry laugh. “M-Mr. Faymon, my hands hurt. Why not I down one glass

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

don’t mean it

Hunt said his hands hurt.” Curtis

made

what was going on, the server, who was half a head taller than him,

he swung Steven’s hand to land another slap on

server quickly apologized, “I’m sorry, Mr. Hunt. Your hand went out of

Steven was devastated.

for. Jason won’t let me off

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

and Curtis were the only ones left in the room after

that he badly wanted to kill Curtis but didn’t dare show it as he walked up

picked up a bottle of red wine from the table and smashed it down fiercely on Jason’s knees as he

he knelt down in front of

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

said all that.” Jason’s face twitched. “I crossed the line. But I’m sober now. Please forgive me, Mr.

your mother died. It doesn’t matter even if Faymon Group declares bankruptcy.

pupils constricted upon hearing

did Curtis find that out when it’s meant

suppressed his anger and begged for mercy. He planned to pay Curtis back for

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