A Flash Marriage Can Be A Treasure novel Chapter 146

Everyone shakes with fear when Louis says this.

Unexpectedly, President Smith looks easy-going, but when he gets angry, he is even more terrible than the God of Death.

"Louis..." Ellison Smith clenches his fists so hard that he nearly calls out Louis's full name rudely, only to be met with a stony stare and the rest of Ellison's words are swallowed back down his throat.

Louis glances at the group and says flatly, "It seems like you all want to stay here."

They hesitate, looking at each other, not knowing what to do.

‘Louis, you dare to hit him, but we don’t dare to do so.’ Ellison is from the Smith family. These guys are just nobody. If they really hit him, they are asking for troubles.

But they would not stay here all the time.

After a long silence, a man with eyeglasses drags his feet to Ellison.

Ellison did not expect that someone would actually dare to hit him. His eyes narrow in murderous rage.

The man with the glasses is frightened and trembles all over. He plucks up his courage and says, "I... I'm sorry, Mr. Ellison Smith... I don't want to be here. My girlfriend's waiting for me at home... don’t blame me."

The man in the glasses closes his eyes and quickly slaps Ellison in the face.

And of course, he knows that Ellison couldn't be offended, so when he hit Ellison, he didn't hit hard.

Louis lifts his eyelids and gives him a half-smile. "You slapped him so lightly. How could he wake up? Go back and hit again."

The man’s legs are trembling. "President Smith, it...

“Go back and hit again!”

Frightened by Louis's imposing manner, the man seems unable to resist. He turns back and pretends not to see Ellison's murderous look, then slaps him hard on the face.

Ellison's right face turns red and his lips feel tingled.

"Ellison Smith.” When Ellison threatens to hit the man, Louis calmly says, "If you can't bear to be slapped, I'll have you drunk all the alcohol."

It’s fifty-two degrees. A bottle of it would be too much for him, let alone more than ten bottles.

Ellison looks at the wine bottle on the table, licks his back teeth, and angrily shakes off the man, who then quickly runs out without being stopped by the waiter.

With the man taking the lead, and with Louis's words, the others are emboldened and go to Ellison. They first apologize to him, and then slap him in the face.

For a time, there are only clear slapping sounds in the room, one after another.

In the end, Ellison stands there, his cheeks red and swollen, and his fists clenched.

The people are almost gone, only Field Hodge is left, and he hasn’t hit Mr. Ellison.

Field, a friend of Ellison, could not slap Ellison, so he smiles dryly at Louis, "So, President Smith, my hand hurts... How about I drink the wine?"

"A glass of wine?" Louis chuckles, "Do you despise me, or him?"

"President Smith, that's not what I meant...”

“Did you hear that? Mr. Field said his hand hurts.” Louis turns to the waiter behind him and says, "You help Mr. Field to hit him."

"Yes, President Smith." The waiter strides over to Field.

Before Field can react to it, he is grabbed by his right hand by a waiter who is half a head taller than him. The waiter takes Field’s hand to slap Ellison in the face.

Then he slaps him in another side again.

When he finishes, the waiter says quickly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Field, but you can't handle yourself."

Field feels helpless and nervous.