Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 292
On Tuesday, Joel took her to the old Yule residence.

Catherine gave him the gift she had prepared. “I bought it for you the other day when I went to the mall with a friend. It looked good, and I think the fabric feels quite comfortable too.”

“My daughter has a good eye. It looks good. I’ll wear it tomorrow.” Joel smiled from ear to ear.

“I also bought two sets for Grandpa and Grandma, but I don’t know if they would—”

“Don’t worry, they’re not lacking in gifts. It’s the thought that counts,” Joel said with a smile.

The old Yule residence was also near Sherman Mountain.

 

The two did not exchange any words on the way there. When they were about to reach the residence, the whirring sound of a helicopter sounded. Catherine wound down the window to take a look, and Joel finally found a topic to talk to his daughter about. “Many nobles here in the capital have private helicopters. The one just now should be the Snow family’s.”

“Rodney Snow?” Catherine blurted out. She really did not like that man at all. For Shaun to be friends with a person like that, he must be cut from the same cloth as well.

“Rodney has a good relationship with Eldest Young Master Hill, and the helicopters they bought are the same model but different colors. However, they’re pretty low-key and don’t fly much. I heard that

suddenly remembered the time she was drunk on the yacht. She seemed to have been on a helicopter, but

day

probably Tuesday or Wednesday.”

 

just curious.” Catherine felt confused. Wednesday was the day that

hurry? Was it because he wanted to see me make a fool

shocked when the

 

be so kind? He wanted

later, she entered

 

hall, including Nicola and her daughter. Everyone was chatting and laughing, but they all turned

a quick glance at everyone’s expressions. They were all looking at her with contempt and eagerness.

middle, her grandparents. The old madam looked at her with a soft expression,

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