Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Chapter 67
Shaun smirked when he noticed how quickly Catherine got jealous. “Chase’s sister.”

“Who’s she? Why is she calling you in an intimate manner?” A bitter look crossed Angela’s face.

Curling her red lips, Catherine said, “Hi, Miss Harrison. I’m his girlfriend. You might not have seen me before, but you should’ve heard of my name. I’m Catherine Jones, the most beautiful woman among the elites in Melbourne.”

Shaun’s mouth twitched at her shameless remark.

Angela widened her eyes as she could not believe how shameless the woman was. She then mocked, “Hehe. Sorry, I haven’t heard about you being the most beautiful woman. However, I’ve heard about the foolish behavior of Catherine Jones from the Jones family in Melbourne recently. You lost to your sister, who came from a rural area, for the right to the Jones family’s inheritance, and you subsequently got kicked out of the family. I don’t believe that Shaun would want to have such a dumb*ss as his girlfriend.”

Catherine felt as if something had pierced through her heart. She was at a loss for words.

“Angie.” Shaun’s eyes darkened. “Behave yourself. She’s indeed my girlfriend.”

“How’s that possible?” Angela turned pale. “She doesn’t even match your noble status.”

Dissatisfied, Catherine replied, “Why don’t I match him? I’m pretty. When we stand together, we match each other well in appearance. Our future child is definitely going to look attractive.”

Angela’s mouth twitched in annoyance. She sarcastically said, “Please. You’ll lower the IQ of your descendants.”

“Okay, Angie. I’m going to send my wishes to

he finished speaking, he strode toward the main building with Catherine without waiting for Angela

Catherine did not say a word throughout the walk

well recently, her

hands to pinch her cheeks. “Angie is still

that she almost felt like vomiting blood. The situation would not have been worse if he had

it mean? He’s trying to put in

I won’t lower myself to

that you’re not

think of making her pretend to be your girlfriend? After all, you call her Angie. I’m just a sitter, someone who’s not even addressed as Cathy

it’s all because I called her

I the petty sort?” Catherine faked a

to play with Chase and me at the back of the manor when we were young.

was stunned. Was he trying to explain

arrived at