Let me go, Mr. Hill By Shallow South Chapter 2030
Where was Freya?
Eliza had too many questions.
She tried to dash out the door barefoot without caring much about anything. She was not even bothered to search for her slippers as she rushed toward the door in her barefoot.
Creak.
Suddenly, the room door opened from outside.
Chester entered the room, dressed in a light gray shirt and a pair of black casual pants. He was tall and graceful, and his face handsome and exquisite.
He was holding a tray with a glass of milk and a sandwich on it. His movement exuded a sense of elegance and nobility.
“It’s you?” Eliza instantly realized what had happened. “You’re the one who brought me here. Where’s Freya?”
“Have some breakfast.” Chester placed the tray on the television cabinet at the side.
Eliza grabbed hold of him, her eyes filled with agitation. “You made her stay there, didn’t you?”
“She voluntarily stayed there. You have such a good buddy.” Chester fixed his eyes on the wrinkled part of his shirt that she was holding. His tone was indifferent. “You should thank me. If I hadn’t persuaded her to go over, you probably would’ve lost your life.”
“B*stard, my affairs are none of your business. I had no intention to live from the moment I kidnapped Sarah. You shouldn’t have dragged Freya into the mess.” Hating Chester to the core, Eliza turned around to dash out.
“Where are you going?” Chester gripped onto her arm. “Are you going to look for Rodney? Don’t worry. Freya didn’t get arrested. The Snows are protecting her, so Rodney can’t do anything to her.”
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