His Precious Love

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.

Jason’s right cheek reddened upon the impact, and the corner of his mouth went numb.

he saw 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 of the hard liquor were out of the

the bottles of vodka on the table a look, gritted his teeth, and pushed the bespectacled man away. Daily New chapters upload Only on

lead and Curtis’ words to back them up, the rest of

instant, the sound

corner with clenched fists as his cheeks were slapped

was the only one left who hadn’t slapped

a dry laugh. “M-Mr. Faymon, my hands hurt. Why

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

don’t mean it that

hands hurt.” Curtis turned to the

Mr. Faymon.” The server made his

was going on, the server, who was half a

swung Steven’s hand to land

the server quickly apologized, “I’m sorry,

Steven was devastated.

Jason won’t let me off this

Take him

ones left in the room after

was so mad that he badly wanted to kill Curtis but didn’t dare show

of red wine from the table and

went weak, and he knelt down in front of

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

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

your memory if you’ve forgotten how your

constricted

find that out when it’s meant to

and begged for mercy. He planned

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

Faymon.” Jason quickly packed up the rest of the

tissue and turned his wheelchair around to face Rayna. “Ms. Garland, what’s on your