Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 449
“Enough, Charity. Stop tearing Shaun and his wife apart.”

Chester, who stood beside the barbecue grill, finally spoke. He was dressed in casual clothes, and his tall nose exuded a sense of nobility and elegance. However, his eyes reflected a hint of intense hatred. “You’re still as sharp-tongued as ever. How annoying!”

His words stabbed Charity in the heart.

This man was now much more good-looking, but his hatred toward her was still the same.

An icy smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. “I’ve been trying to shun you guys for all these years. As far as I recall, I don’t think I’ve done anything to you guys either. But why are you guys suddenly finding fault with Neeson Corporation? Eldest Young Master Hill, microchips are really important for us. I beg you…”

“What does it have to do with me?” Shaun’s figure conveyed indifference.

A pale look washed over Charity’s pretty face.

Seeing how helpless Charity was reminded Catherine of her old self.

“Eldest Young Master Hill, will you consider my request if I beg you on my knees?” Charity stared at Shaun’s back in frustration.

cruelly, “Begging is no use, Charity. This is on you. Go back and reflect on yourself. Be a decent human being. Who knows, we might consider offering the Neeson family a chance to

Charity scoffed in a self-deprecating manner. Just as she turned

into a panic and subconsciously hid behind

deeply. “Get lost

before she looked at Catherine sympathetically. “Three men tricking and

She was perplexed and in pain. She could not understand what Charity was saying, nor could she understand why the

toward Charity. He clutched her

all the way to the manor’s gate and swung her

wearing high heels, scraped her knees. Her hair became messy too. However, she gnashed her teeth and soon stood up in neither an overbearing nor humble manner. Her

still hope for the Neeson family to have a place in Canberra, you better shut your mouth,” Chester warned her with a fierce

the audacity to do it, why are you afraid of letting others know?” Charity’s cool face was overwhelmed with obstinacy. “You guys can’t even

Slap.

landed on Charity’s

blink away her tears. “Don’t worry. I won’t tell Catherine about it. She’s a good woman who doesn’t deserve to be

gripped her throat. Even after years, the woman never failed to make