Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 1383
“That’s right. They’ve already broken up for a few years but she still doesn’t let the guy find a new girlfriend. She even wants to destroy his company now that he found one. That’s too immoral.”
“Look at her. She already looks like a scheming btch with that face of hers. You can tell at one glance that she’s a petty btch.”
“I think that woman looks quite familiar. She lives in the same neighborhood as us, right?”
“Ah, every corner of Brighton Gardens is worth a lot. There are many daughters of wealthy families who live there. This lady is too pitiful. She offended a woman like that.”
“Young lady, quickly get up. Don’t keep lying here.”
An older woman stepped over and talked to Linda gently.
“Aunty, thank you. However, if she doesn’t spare my boyfriend and his company, I won’t get up,”
Linda sobbed and said, “Freya, I guarantee I won’t have anything to do with the Jackson family in the future. I beg you.”
She bowed down and slammed her head on the ground with loud bangs as she knelt.
“Linda, your schemes are even more brilliant than before, huh?” Freya was exasperated.
She had not done anything, yet a few words from Linda made her sound like an evil person.
“I’m not in the mood to watch you act. If you want to knock your head on the ground, do it all you want.”
Freya lowered her head and flung Linda’s hand away after she finished speaking.
Linda refused to let go and clung to Freya. Her eyes were red from crying. “Freya, promise me and I’ll leave immediately. If you’re still not satisfied, you can ask me to do anything.”
“Linda…”
At that moment, a Porsche quickly stopped by the roadside. Patrick ran out of the car. When he saw Linda lying on the ground with her head smeared with blood from knocking her head on the ground, anger welled up in him. He rushed over and saw Freya’s pretty face which was filled with sarcasm and mercilessness.
He was so angry that he simply slapped her across the face. “You’re too evil! ”
Freya felt that her face was burning in pain while her head was dizzy.
“Fck, who do you think you are? How dare you hit her? Do you know who she is? Canberra is my turf. You dare to hit my woman on my turf? Are you fcking tired of living?”
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