Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Let me go, Mr. Hill By Shallow South Chapter 1728

Sheryl’s eyes filled with intense hatred.

Joel was taken aback by how stubborn Sheryl was to behave so neurotically in front of him.

He was really worried that Sheryl and Catherine would kill each other one day.

“Chairwoman Jones, these are… Catherine’s hairs.”

Joel placed the few hairs on her desk. “ If you don’t believe me, you can send these hairs back to Soromon Island for DNA testing. They’re your trusted people, and they won’t be able to fake the result. As for Rebecca and your DNA test, may I know if you did it yourself?”

“My son personally did it. Are you saying that even my son can’t be trusted?” Sheryl did not believe Joel at all.

real, but have you ever thought that it might not belong to Rebecca? Did you watch her pluck it from her head

Rebecca is already dead, yet you guys continue to slander her.” Sheryl could not help but slam

biological daughter actually is as well. You said your result shows that Rebecca is the one, but mine proves that it’s Catherine instead. In fact, we share the same goal, which is to find the daughter whom we lost back then. If Catherine is the one who faked it, I’ll personally deal with her before you do. Since Rebecca has been cremated, I can’t possibly get her hair. I personally plucked these hairs from Catherine’s head, and it’s pointless for me to

She seemed to be pondering over it. With that, he quickly added in a deep voice,“ Perhaps you’re suspecting that  your  husband, Titus, has feelings for Catherine because she looks like you when you were younger. You might reckon

stared at him thoughtfully

need to keep this a secret. Don’t let anyone

to look so alike. Not only does Catherine look like you, but her eyes also take after mine. She

these five photos. This is Catherine, and this is my niece, Melanie. Another photo here is how Rebecca looked before she underwent plastic surgery. The other two are

turned around and closed

she had a sense of judgment. From his understanding of Sheryl, she probably

Sheryl subconsciously rested her eyes on those