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Catherine Jones and Shaun Hill novel Chapter 638

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 638
Not long after, the car stopped in front of the seaside villa. “You should go back first. I have an appointment with someone else to discuss some stuff.”

“Why didn’t I hear that you had a prior engagement?” Sarah said, half-joking.

“I forgot about it before.” Shaun lit a cigarette. He seemed absent-minded. “Don’t wait for me tonight. Sleep earlier.”

Sarah gritted her teeth and forced herself to get down from the car. She wanted to say a few more sentences but what was left was only the car exhaust.

She stomped her feet in frustration. She did not know why, but she had a strong feeling that Shaun would look for Catherine.

Half an hour later, the sports car arrived at an oyster bar.

Chase had mentioned that they were going to eat oysters just now. Chase liked this bar the most in the whole of Canberra. There was a high chance that they came here.

When he pushed the door and went in, a heavenly singing voice could be heard.

“I’d rather keep all the pain in my heart than forget your eyes. You gave me the courage to believe again. Oh, I embraced you despite your lies.”

“…”

He looked toward the middle of the bar. A young woman with long curly hair was sitting on a tall chair. Her head was lowered and she was singing into the microphone. She was wearing a pair of blue straight-cut jeans. One of her legs rested on the tall chair while her other leg touched the ground. She had on a pair of simple black and white canvas shoes that revealed a part of her fair, delicate ankles.

All the spotlights in the bar were focused on her side profile. The dim lighting was like roses that bloomed in the night. It was filled with fatal seduction aimed at men.

Especially when she casually played the guitar in her hands, the effects of the seduction were at their heights.

Men were attracted to her beauty.

Women screamed at the cool vibe radiating off her.

“Everybody, let’s sing together.”

Catherine stood up from the tall chair. The speed she played the guitar was getting faster. Her skills were no less of a professional.

A lock of hair escaped from behind her ear. She tucked it back, revealing her stunning and enchanting face. That small face shone under the bright lights, and it was as if a billion stars were shining in her eyes.

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