Let Me Go Mr Hill novel Chapter 690

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 690

Chester took a seat on the sofa opposite Catherine. There was clearly a bright smile on his face, but his aura gave off a powerful oppressive force. “Give me the original songbook.”

“It looks like Cindy came clean to you.” Catherine smiled calmly. “What’s so good about such a hypocritical woman?”

“She does have many shortcomings, but she’s still my woman,” Chester said, “Catherine Jones, don’t go against me. Your Yule family can’t afford the consequences of angering the third young master of the country. Haven’t you had your fill of slapping other people’s faces tonight?”

The corners of Catherine’s mouth curled upward in mockery. “Chester Jewell, as the third young master of the country, your eyesight is pretty bad. You should change your glasses.”

Chester’s eyes flashed coldly. “My patience has its limits.”

“The matter between Cindy and me can be considered an old grudge. I didn’t want to bring up the past, but… it’s your fault for being so savage, Young Master Jewell.” Catherine smiled coldly. “With just a word, you drove my dad out of your hospital.”

Chester froze and frowned. “I didn’t know about that.”

“Even if you knew, you’d have let Shaun do it anyway. It’s not my fault that you three are birds of a feather.” Catherine stood up, her beautiful eyes looking cold. “You want me to give you the original songbook? Young Master Jewell, you must be dreaming. Do you think I’m one of your employees? Sure, if you want to take down the Yule family, go ahead. It’s my dad who insists on me being the heir, but I really can’t care less. It’s not like I don’t have money anyway. However, let me remind you. Don’t go out for wool and come home shorn. Just look at Shaun now.”

Chester, who had never been so blatantly refused before, became so angry that he snapped his cigarette.

“Chester Jewell, three years ago, I was very grateful that you found a doctor to save my dad, but after I found out that Charity jumped into the sea and died, I lost every shred of gratitude I had for you. You put on airs yet treat a woman like Cindy like she’s a treasure. There must be a hole in your brain.”

After Catherine finished speaking, she left without turning back.

Behind her, Chester slammed his hand in anger and the wine glass crashed to the ground. His face was as cold as ice.

Two slender figures walked over and Rodney was stunned. “No way, what did Catherine say to make you so angry?”