Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!
Chapter 498

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 498

Queenie also became anxious. "Grandma, forgive Mom. She didn't mean to-"

"Your Grandpa and I are old. We only want to live a simple life. We can't tolerate such vicious thoughts. Queenie, if you're like your mother, then you don't have to come back in the future." Old Madam Hill was really fed up

She waved her hand and let the housekeeper 'escort' them out.

"Grandma, I'm sorry..." Catherine looked apologetic.

"Don't apologize. I could see very clearly that she was the one who was picking on you. It's true that I don't like you that much, but I can still distinguish between right and wrong."

Old Madam Hill was very straightforward.

Catherine did not feel upset. On the contrary, the old madam's attitude made her feel more at ease.

"If anyone bullies you in the future, just tell me. You're also Shaun's wife. In the future, you'll be in charge of this manor, so you can explore the place when you have time and familiarize yourself with it."

Catherine froze.

Was Old Madam Hill accepting her?

However, it was still unknown if Shaun and her could walk to the end together with how they were now.

When Old Madam Hill saw her keeping silent, she looked at her face and sighed in her heart. She then turned and left with the housekeeper.

"It's truly a shame what happened to her face. After all, she'll be the lady in charge of the Hill family. It's too..."

The housekeeper nodded. "Yes, but I heard that Eldest Young Master Hill has been looking for a famous doctor to treat her."

"I hope she can be treated."

9:30 p.m.

Catherine called Freya. "How did it go?"

"Don't worry, Melbourne is the Lynch family's territory. It's child's play to get a few hairs from jail," Freya said, "I've already told them to hurry. We'll get the results in two days."

"Then I'll leave this matter to you."

"Hey, we're basically sisters. Why are you talking so politely? I'm not used to it. You'd better take good care of my little goddaughter and godson. I want to be their godmother." "Yes, you'll definitely be their godmother. You won't be able to escape this."

Catherine ended the call and put down the phone when the sliding door of the balcony suddenly opened. Shaun, dressed in a navy blue robe, walked in while holding a few books. "Who wants to be my daughter's godmother? Freya or Charity?"

The sudden voice and appearance of the person made her body jump in fright.

"Shaun Hill, how many times are you going to scare me? Didn't Grandma tell you to sleep next door? Why are you coming from the balcony?"

"I jumped." Shaun naturally lifted the blanket and sat on the bed.

Catherine rubbed her forehead. She remembered that the gap between the two balconies outside was two meters wide. However, it seemed that no matter where she stayed, nothing could stop him from coming to look for her. "Go back at once, or I'll tell Grandma..."