Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

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Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 297

Without even looking at him, Catherine went straight to the kitchen to find cleaning tools. Even after

searching for a long time, she could not find any. She went to the balcony.

Shaun had sat on the sofa for a while now, and his face was gradually becoming colder.

What was going on?

Why was she not scolding him for giving the plot of land to Fergus Wicks as soon as she saw him? Why

was she not begging him?

The script was different from what he imagined, and he got up coldly to walk over to her.

Catherine finally found the broom on the balcony. When she turned around, she collided hard against his

chest. Her nose hurt as if it was broken. “Eldest Young Master, what are you doing?”

“That’s my line.” Shaun felt like he had been poisoned by her. He got even more annoyed when he could

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not see her upset.

“Didn’t you tell me to clean up the place? It’s very late now, so I just want to get this over with and go to

sleep. Please get out of the way.” Catherine went around him and began to clean up the living room

seriously.

Shaun watched her sweep the floor carefully and really wanted to rush over to throw away the broom.

That stupid woman! Did she really think that he called her over here to clean the place? “Catherine

Jones, don’t you have anything to say to me?”

If she could beg and please him to his satisfaction, he would consider going back on his promise to

Melanie and give her back that plot of land.

Catherine paused and shook her head. “No.”

Shaun stared at her for a while and ordered in a cold voice, “Go and clean the bathtub before filling it for

me. I want to take a bath.”

“…”

Catherine resignedly put down the broom and went upstairs. The bathtub was huge, around two meters

wide, and embedded in the ground.

She could only take a rag and kneel to wipe it down.

When Shaun walked in, he saw her kneeling on the floor in a very provocative position. Her clothes had

ridden up, revealing her small waist and skin that was like satin as it glistened brightly.

His eyes darkened, and he was just about to walk over when her phone rang.

Catherine did not notice him standing behind her and took out her phone. The name Wesley Lyons

flashed on the screen.

She was hesitating on whether to answer the call. After all, this was Shaun’s house, which made her feel

guilty.

She muted it and decided to ignore it, but a hand behind her suddenly took away her phone.

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Catherine jumped in shock and looked back. Shaun played with her phone while staring at the name on

the screen. A mocking smile spread on his lips. “Shouldn’t you answer your fiancé’s call?”

“Shaun Hill, give me back my phone!” Catherine quickly reached out to grab it, but he had lifted it high

enough that she could not reach it.

“Anxious?” Shaun’s eyes were like ice as his sneer grew wider. “Are you afraid that your fiancé will find

out that you’re with me this late at night?”

“Are you done?” Catherine was really angry now.

“Do you care that much about him?” Shaun’s eyes narrowed, and he directly pressed the answer button.

Wesley’s warm voice sounded from the other end.

“Cathy, what are you doing? It took you so long to answer the phone.”

Catherine was so scared that her heart was about to stop. She glared viciously at Shaun lest he spoke.

However, he remained silent and simply put the call on loudspeaker. Then, he leaned into her ear and

said with a magnetic voice, “If you don’t tell him, then I will.”

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