Chapter 49 Slap Yourself
“I don’t know her!”
Ivan screamed. He was in a panic because he didn’t expect Alston to notice that woman.
He remembered Alston just went upstairs with Buck. How could Alston see that woman?
Ivan got shifty eyes but met Cynthia’s blank stare, and he paused.
It must be Cynthia! It must be Cynthia who found it!
Damn it!
Intense hatred welled up in Ivan’s eyes but disappeared for an instant. He prayed that he was not monitored
when talking with that woman.
But it didn’t happen. Ivan and that woman were caught red–handed while talking, and their looks and actions
were clear.
“Is there anything else you want to say?” Alston looked at him coldly and said, “If you still want to quibble, I
will ask a lip linguist to come over.”
Ivan lowered his head and couldn’t say a word anymore
“Tell me how to solve this problem!” Alston turned to Clare.
Clare became the center of attention, and he felt so shameful. His face flushed, and he said, “Ivan is young.
Please forgive his impetuosity.”
“Uncle Clare!” Alston interrupted him relentlessly with a cold voice. “Cynthia is my wife, and she is younger than Ivan. Did he have any worries before humiliating Cynthia? If you don’t punish him, he will do the same vicious thing again and get us into trouble. I think it won’t be good for us.”
Alston’s words placed Clare in a dilemma. He couldn’t help frowning, and his face darkened. “What do you
want to do?” he asked.
Clare’s words were what Alston wanted him to say. Alston turned and pointed to the slapping print on Dave’s face. “Dave has slapped himself for expressing his apology. Since Ivan is the instigator…” he said.
Hearing what Alston said, Ivan got a bad feeling.
Then Alston’s cold voice rose.
“Ivan, slap yourself eight times, and we will count. After slapping, I will overlook your mistakes.”
Ivan suddenly raised his head, and his reddened eyes were filled with vicious hatred.
Alston once broke his hand when he attempted to assault Cynthia, but no one saw his mess because he was
in a box.
But this time, Alston let him slap himself, which was a true humiliation.
Clare was even angrier. He slammed the ornaments on the table to the ground, and his face flushed with anger. “Alston, you’d better think twice. Ivan is your cousin. How will he be perceived if he slaps himself in
front of others?”
Alston didn’t take Clare’s words seriously and laughed, “He didn’t regard Cynthia as his cousin’s wife. He didn’t respect me at all. Why should I give him respect? Moreover, Dave has slapped himself. Why can’t he?”
Dave quickly reacted when he heard it, “Yes, I have done. Ivan should slap himself too.”
Ivan and Clare truly realized they were in a dilemma.
Ivan lingered for a few minutes to slap himself. Alston impatiently looked at Ivan and Clare after he helped
Cynthia comb her hair.
“What are you waiting for? Don’t waste our time!”
Lucien also said, “Millions of dollars per minute. If you waste our time, can you afford the money?”
Ivan clenched his fist tightly, and he knew he had no choice. He gritted his teeth severely and slapped.
himself.
“One!”
As the slap sounded, Alston counted a number indifferently. “Are you too weak to slap harder?”
Hearing this, Clare almost rushed up but was stopped by Ivan.
He glanced at Alston and Cynthia viciously and continued to slap. Alston still counted casually.
In the end, Ivan was numb and dull. All his precious arrogance and cruelty has been slapped away, which
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