Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Let me go, Mr. Hill By Shallow South Chapter 1967

Catherine nodded. She was pretty satisfied with Shaun’s awareness. “By the way, how did you know that Rodney spent the night at Sarah’s place?”

“I arranged for some people to keep an eye on the place where Sarah lives. Rodney was most probably drunk last night, so Rory sent him there.”

Shaun frowned. “Rory used to be one of Rodney’s fair-weather friends in the past. He’s quite capable, but he’s too flirty. He switches partners as if he’s changing clothes.”

“I know. It’s the same with Chester.” Catherine showed a knowing expression.

Shaun was rendered speechless for a moment. Then, he said, “Rory isn’t as handsome nor as capable as Chester. His character isn’t very good either. I interacted with him a few times some years back, but I don’t really approve of him. Rory is quite a dangerous person. He’ll treat you well and utilize you when you’re useful. When you become useless, he’ll kick you aside without hesitation. As for women, I guess having two or three girlfriends simultaneously and having fun with them together is a frequent pastime for him. I even accidentally found out that he once shared a woman with a rich businessman who already had a family.”

Catherine felt deeply disgusted. However, when she recalled being pulled onto Rodney’s yacht and getting bullied in the past, it seemed there were lots of sleazy and flirty young masters on the yacht at that time as well. She did not remember whether Rory was among them or not.

friends with that kind

were young. After that, they were involved in business and helped each other out

with Rodney getting

that it’s a normal thing for men to have mistresses.

not say a word, meaning he agreed with

man beside her. “Something’s not right. Didn’t you lose your memories? How do you know that

Screech.

car did an emergency brake by the

it. When you asked me about it, the

was shocked too. “Could it be… Are you really about

flustered. “Cathy, I really yearn for my memories, but I’m scared too. I’m afraid to remember  the

  things  that hurt