Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 1613

Only after the sports car left Hill family’s manor did Shaun contact Elle. “Have some people secretly ambush my second uncle’s house and act on signals later.”

Elle was taken aback. “Are you suspecting that something happened at Second Master Hill’s house?”

“Mm.” Shaun did not elaborate on it. “If I don’t contact you within half an hour, you can barge in straight away.”

“Okay.” Elle could sense how careful Shaun was from his tone. “Do you need me to call the police?”

“No need. I suspect Willie has been kidnapped.”

Shaun made this guess based on Spencer’s words that were full of loopholes. Although Spencer was Old Master Hill’s only son, the family heirloom had never been passed on to him.

Since Spencer wanted him to go over so suddenly, it was most likely that he was threatened.

In fact, Shaun could already guess who had threatened Spencer.

drove into his second

in the courtyard, Yvette and Spencer curved their mouths discreetly. Spencer was the first to say, “Shaun, sorry for making you come at such a late

Spencer so indifferently that Spencer shuddered deep down. “ Second Uncle, now that you’ve deceived

deceived you into coming here. After all, our family was dragged into the mess all because of you and Catherine. Poor Willie. He’s already a fool, yet

Sure enough…

worry. He didn’t bring anyone else here. Only his female secretary is with him. Shaun, I really don’t know what he’s planning to do, but you must save Willie. That b*stard tricked Willie into leaving when I was in the States to buy something

Shaun frowned.

unsure of Wesley’s intention. If Wesley wanted to deal with him, how could he have brought

on earth

realizing that Shaun had gone silent, Yvette hurriedly shouted, “I’m assuming all he wants is to discuss something with you. Just promise whatever he requests. Willie is your cousin. Now that he’s already a

Drop it.” Spencer

this for the sake of Willie. If something happens to Willie, we might as well kill ourselves. I’m fed up with

wished he could bury himself in a hole. “Shaun, Wesley’s afraid that you’ll record your conversation with him, so he wants you to take

thin lips curled up grimly. Why was Wesley afraid of being recorded? He was clearly

not lying. Only Wesley and his secretary are inside, I swear. He said that if