Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Let me go, Mr. Hill By Shallow South Chapter 1985

Freya sat directly opposite Sarah. After driving a considerable distance, she happened to feel thirsty, so she poured herself a cup of coffee.

Just as Sarah’s red lips parted slightly, Freya interrupted her. “If you’re planning to fake sympathy and tell me that you’re not romantically involved with Rodney, you’d better keep your mouth shut. I’m not in the mood to watch you act.”

Sarah darted a look at Freya for a while before she suddenly smirked and laughed. Then, she approached Freya and muttered under her breath, “ Sure. But do you want  to know how Jennifer died?”

Jennifer was Charity’s mother.

Although Freya had only met Jennifer a few times, she remembered the latter weeping bitterly after Charity got into jail. Later, Jennifer was somehow found dead in the bathroom.

“Were you the one who killed her?” Freya tightened the grip on her cup.

“Who did I kill? What are you saying?” Sarah revealed an innocent look and said in her normal voice, “I came here to tell you that Rodney truly loves you. He told me that he’s married, so it is impossible for us to be together. All he wants to do is live a good life with his wife and child.”

the door and replied in a deep voice,  “ Sarah Neeson, I want to know

that, she said elegantly and softly, “ I need to be on guard since there’s someone at the door. Otherwise, I’ll be in trouble if Rodney finds out my true colors. Also…

and pocket. “I don’t trust you. Who knows

enough, Catherine had anticipated this behavior

getting a divorce, Sarah was still on guard

her phone and paused the recording in front of Sarah. “Is this okay

can’t trust you completely. ” Sarah went closer to Freya and spoke as softly as a mosquito buzzing. Even so, Freya

to meet her that day. I told her that a b*tchy mistress like her deserved to have her daughter sent to jail. When she became infuriated, I jumped at the chance to hypnotize her. After I left, she became so muddle-headed

missed the chance to resuscitate her,

into a smirk, her eyes filled with malice. “I had always

she had to

“B*tch…”

Although she and Catherine had suspected this outcome, that was

had an overwhelming urge to