Catherine Jones and Shaun Hill novel Chapter 397

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 397
“Oh wow, so this hotel actually belongs to Charlie! I heard that the hotel’s turnover for this year is among the top three of all hotels in Australia. That’s impressive.’

“That’s right.” Melanie shifted her gaze toward Charlie who was being surrounded by the crowd. The man was quite attractive, although not as handsome or fit as Eldest Young Master Hill. Besides, his future was full of opportunities and potential.

Everyone from the Hill family was present today, not to mention the other influential names in the politics and business industry. She felt distinguished for having these guests at her engagement ceremony.

This was the wedding she had been dreaming of.

Shaun would probably regret his choice when he arrived later. It was his fault for not wanting to marry her.

Plus, there was Catherine as well. That disfigured woman must be so envious of her.

“Look, Eldest Young Master Hill is here! He’s accompanied by Catherine Jones.”

Aunty Irene shouted out of the blue.

Everyone present at the private beach turned their heads to the entrance. Shaun came in while dressed in a white tux. He rarely showed up in public events wearing white but right this moment, he resembled Prince Charming from all the fairytales. The other male guests present could not compare to him.

Besides, Charlie, the groom-to-be, was also dressed in a white tux today. He looked so average in comparison to Shaun’s charming appearance.

Enraged, he smashed the wine glass in his hand.

On the other hand, Melanie had also failed to compose her emotions. This was because she noticed the light blue evening gown that Catherine was wearing at the moment.

She had wanted to wear that piece of masterwork from expert designer BonnyKing for her engagement ceremony yet she failed to get her hands on it despite offering a lofty sum. However, Catherine now showed up at the ceremony wearing that exact dress.

Yvonne covered her mouth before whispering, “Is that the evening gown you…”

Melanie threw her a piercing stare immediately.

“It’s alright. Catherine’s face is horrendous anyway. It’s a waste that the evening gown fell into her hands,” Yvonne said a few seconds later.

“You’re right.” In the past, Melanie was jealous of Catherine for being prettier than her.