Catherine Jones and Shaun Hill novel Chapter 1801

Let me go, Mr. Hill By Shallow South Chapter 1801

“When did you get back?” Chester pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose. “Other women are busy looking for financial backers, but you’re much more thoughtful. You’ve found a woman instead and even played up to the prime minister’s goddaughter. You’re quite capable.”

“Thanks,” Eliza replied calmly.

It was as if she could not hear the sarcasm at all.

Chester chuckled and suddenly bent down to whisper in her ear, “Welcome back, Eliza. It just so happens that I’ve been quite bored lately, so I don’t mind playing with you.”

Eliza glanced at him indifferently. “Unfortunately, I’m not interested in you.”

Then, she walked away.

Chester looked at her silhouette under the street light. She wore a wide trench coat that only vaguely revealed her two tightly wrapped straight and slender calves. Below, she wore a pair of white canvas shoes, showing her delicate ankles. Her long

hair blew in the evening breeze, accentuating her excellent temperament.

Chester’s eyes flashed with a dark glint.

He smiled gloomily, and his phone suddenly rang.

It was Rodney calling. “Where are you? I’m going out of my mind. Catherine told me to buy a washboard…”

“Then buy one,” Chester said casually. “What the f*ck. Even you—”

“No matter how much of a scumbag I am, I won’t give away clothes that a woman bought for herself.” Chester interrupted him.