Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 1319

Chester must not have thought that Eliza was actually Charity.

Charity did not understand why he was still concerned about her. Was he not willing to let go of her even after her family was broken and she was dead?

If she were to describe her feelings toward Sarah as bone-deep hatred, then she loathed Chester.

If she had another chance, she wished she had nothing to do with this man. That was why she had been trying hard to hide from him over the past two years, and even so, she still ended up crossing his path.

At this point, all she wanted was to make more money to compensate for the breach of contract and leave Felix Media afterward.

Amid her thoughts, her phone suddenly rang. It was a call from Shedrick. “Eliza, I have good news for you. Young Master Jewell just said that our company owes you, so although you can’t be the female lead, he’ll cast you as the first supporting actress.”

Eliza’s face stiffened. “Are you sure he wants me to be the first supporting actress? Is he trying to take revenge on me?”

Shedrick responded embarrassedly, “Don’t see Young Master Jewell in such a negative light. The first supporting actress’s role is indeed unlikable, but it’s a challenge to your acting skills. Not everyone can manage this role. How about this? I’ll pull some strings with Director Cheever and ask him to adjust your part so that it’s less unlikable. ”

you know Director Cheever hates actors who change their parts the most?” Eliza said mockingly, “If I do that, Director Cheever will hate me, and he’ll surely make things difficult for me when I join

head hurt. “ Young

that at all. “I’m not going to take it.

Shedrick flew into a fury. “If you reject

your best in the movie, and I’ll strive to get you the best supporting actress award at the end of the

later, Eliza had no choice but

Okay.”

she would

movie, and it would only take her one month to play the supporting

the paparazzi and switched to another car. She drove to a farmhouse, which was 40 kilometers

and entered the farmhouse. A tanned man walked toward her. “Miss

the cellar, as

took a torchlight and put on a face

headed straight

in scruffy clothes was locked up in there. His shirt was so dirty that one could