Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Chapter 42
“Serves you right,” Sally spoke in an abrasive manner, “No wonder Ethan dumped you.”

Catherine was completely at a loss for words. Even the slightest hint of anticipation in her was crushed.

How foolish she was. She should not have come back.

The truth did not matter to Mr. Jones and Mrs. Jones at all. More importantly, Rebecca was irreplaceable.

Dejected, Catherine extended her hand to Sally. “Give me back my phone. I’ll leave. A shameful person like me doesn’t deserve to come back. I don’t deserve to be related to all of you as well.”

“Are you planning to continue bringing shame to the family or getting into trouble outside?” Jeffrey scoffed. “You’d better stay home and reflect on your doings. When you decide to be frank, I’ll consider letting you go.”

Once Jeffrey finished speaking, he clapped his hands. A few bodyguards subsequently came from the entrance and captured Catherine right away.

“What are you guys trying to do? Kidnapping me, huh?” Catherine went mad. Never in her wildest dreams did she think that her family would be so cruel.

“I’m just teaching my daughter a lesson. Bring her upstairs and lock her in the room.”

Rebecca quickly advised, “Don’t do this, Dad. After all, Cathy is still young and immature. Moreover, there are always guests coming to visit us. It won’t be good if she screams from upstairs.”

Jeffrey was swayed. “You’re right. Why not… Let’s lock her in the old house located in Pennington.”

past few years, she had returned to Pennington only once for worshiping duties. The house had been passed down for 50 to 60 years by the Jones family. Although the back of the house had been refurbished a little, the surrounding area

on Catherine why Rebecca

such a

sister is trying to intercede

now.” Jeffrey waved his hand. Disturbed by the change in Catherine’s character, he

was drowsy, Catherine had no idea how long the car ride went on for. She was directly abandoned at the old rural

the main door. Even the windows

of all, there was no electricity or water. Not even a

with Sally, she was unaware of

the wind blew and consequently slammed the door and windows,

nearly went insane. Curling up on the cool bed, she did not dare

afraid of the dark. She was really

that the window was opened, she ran there. An old lady placed a bowl of rice through

her hand and begged, “Madam, I beg you to let me go. If that’s not possible, at least switch on the

broke free from her

hurting so badly that

had she actually done? Why would everyone hurt her