Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

 In the evening, Forrest returned to the Lynch family’s villa in a gloomy mood.

Freya was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, eating potato chips and looking at her phone. She had heard about the Lynch family’s situation recently. When she saw her brother come back, she immediately sat up. “Forrest, how did your talk with Sharon Group go? Did they make things hard? Did our family offend someone? I think Dad is so worried these days that his hair is falling out in clumps.”

Forrest looked at his sister’s simple expression with helplessness. “I have a general idea about what’s going on. I’ll resolve it as soon as possible.”

“Oh, okay. I was just thinking about asking Cathy to help if it’s too tricky,” Freya mumbled. “Her Mom is quite capable abroad. Even Sharon Company’s boss would have to show her some respect.”

Forrest’s brows moved slightly. He was just about to say something but suppressed his words. “Her relationship with Sheryl isn’t that good. She has already helped quite a lot with Freycatheli. Catherine won’t be comfortable either if you ask for too much. Besides… she has already helped you enough.”

“Fine, I get it. It’s just an option if we’re left with no other choice. I can’t just watch as Lynch Corporation falls…” Freya pouted bitterly.

“You didn’t ask Ryan for help, right?” Forrest suddenly asked in a low voice.

“Nope. Dad didn’t let me. I’m well aware of your things. Ryan did take the initiative to mention it and said that he would help us investigate, but it seems to be a little tricky…”

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The next day.

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