Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Chapter 3
The plot twist happened so quickly that Catherine suspected she had drunk too much.

Such a thought remained until Freya came to tap her on the shoulder. She said sympathetically, “Don’t get too upset. It’s not easy to capture the heart of a tall, wealthy, and handsome man. Keep it up—”

“No. He told me to meet him at the entrance of the registry office tomorrow at 10 a.m.,” Catherine replied with a dazed look.

“…”

Freya remained uncannily quiet for a moment before she burst out laughing. “Congratulations on becoming Ethan’s aunt!”

Catherine asked, “You believe him?”

Freya forcefully pinched Catherine’s soft face.

“Why not? Please. With your naturally pure look, you can easily beat those young ladies in the entertainment industry. If I were a man, I’d fall in love with you at first sight. Let’s go and have a drink to celebrate your marriage.”

Catherine seriously wondered how much Freya had drunk while she was away.

However, Catherine began to have a hangover after drinking alcohol just now. She felt her head becoming heavy.

A Bentley Mulsanne slowly moved toward the pub entrance.

The valet opened the car door, and Shaun subsequently went to the backseat. He undid the two buttons of his shirt over his front chest while leaning against the leather seat lazily. “Didn’t I tell you to keep it low-key?”

Hadley Young politely replied, “This is actually the cheapest car in the Hill family’s house.”

“Who else knows that I’m in

except Old

relaxed. By the look of things, the woman’s appearance just now was sheer coincidence. “Find out who this person is. I want to know her

…

sun shone through

was woken by

she saw Ethan

roared. “This is my

Ethan stared keenly at Catherine who had bloodshot eyes and

wide awake at that moment, her

together for so many years.” After

the bed, Ethan stretched

scornful look, Catherine dodged away from his hand. “Does Rebecca know that

unaware that the Jones family has decided

was so shocked that her lips turned pale.

Your dad said

have grasped

looked at her childhood sweetheart whom she loved back then. Tears began to gush from her eyes.

Rebecca, but I’ll leave our wedding on the back-burner. As you know, my dad has an illegitimate son. If I don’t do this, I wouldn’t even be able to compete. Cathy, I just want to provide you with a good

“Bullsh*t.”

25 years old.

“You’re too naive.”