Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 1692

“I have never wanted to do any harm. On the contrary, my aim is to make it possible for the poor and underdeveloped countries around the world to cure diseases rather than be plagued with illnesses and dying in despair. Do you know that feeling?”

Catherine was deeply revolted.

She realized Wesley really had the potential to be a movie star.

How did this absolute monster, who he did not even spare his nephew, have the nerve to say he wanted to save sick people around the world?

“Blergh.”

She did not vomit, but beside her, Shaun let out a gagging sound. “I’m going to puke. If you ask me, Australia’s medical treatment isn’t considered top- notch either. Since more developed countries look down on you when you try to sell your medicine to them, you can only sell to poorer countries to earn money. After all, although the people there are poor, medicine is a must, so you’ll gain a quick profit while exploiting the poor to death. Yet,

a saint. Do you think

I’ve seen all kinds of people before, but such a disgusting person

the repeated humiliation

slowly stood up

Wesley froze. When Titus’s tall and cold figure approached them, they were

retreat. As such, he could only grip the

do? This is Hill

you didn’t know who I am? So you know that I’m not from here.” Titus slowly unbuttoned the first two buttons of his shirt and rolled up his sleeves, revealing his study bronze arms. His firm and strong

hurriedly called for backup when he saw

behind his back

the same time, Titus’s fist

his body was slammed into the wall. His lips were smeared with blood, and his teeth fell out.

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