Catherine Jones and Shaun Hill novel Chapter 344

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 344
Melanie suddenly remembered that there had been a woman hiding in his mansion the other day. She had someone investigate it afterward but could not find anything out.

“Oh, I suddenly remembered, I told him to pluck some for Queenie before this.” Old Madam Hill slapped her head. “I have such a bad memory.”

“Oh, so that’s it.” Melanie looked a little better.

…

At 7:30 p.m., the butler suddenly came over with a pile of expensive items after dinner.

Old Master Hill said, “When you send Melanie back later, send these things to the Yule family as well. Melanie and you will get your marriage license tomorrow.”

Melanie immediately blushed shyly and looked at Shaun expectantly, but he merely put down his cutlery and asked coldly, “When did I agree to get married?”

“If you don’t get married now, how long are you planning to drag it out?”

Old Master Hill rarely got angry, but this time, he raised his voice. “That’s right, you’ve brought back Liam safely, but now there are rumors in the outside world saying that you want to kill your own brother. Melanie is the Yules’ daughter, and the Yule family is one of the top ten outstanding families in the country. They’re respected by people, so by marrying the family’s daughter and showing off your love, you can regain your reputation.”

“Heh.”

Shaun looked like he had heard a joke. A low chuckle spilled out of his throat. “With my ability and skill, do I still need to put on a show?”

Old Madam Hill said, “With how developed the internet is now, who wouldn’t want to?”

“I don’t care.” Shaun stood up. “If you think I have a bad reputation, then let Liam sit in the president’s seat. I have the power and authority, so I don’t care what others say.”

“Are you trying to drive me to my grave?” Old Master Hill slapped the table in fury.

“Your body is very tough, so you won’t die.” Shaun elegantly wiped his lips and went upstairs. Two minutes later, he carried the basket of strawberries and headed toward the door.

Melanie’s face was paper-white, and Old Madam Hill said angrily, “Stop. Send Melanie back home.”