Let Me Go, Mr. Hill novel Chapter 1598

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 1598

Sheryl glared at Titus angrily. “Look at how you’ve disciplined your son!”

Titus’ temples throbbed. He did not understand how the once smart, wise, calm, and generous Sheryl Jones turned into this.

“Yes, I don’t know how to discipline him. ” Titus got up and left.

Looking at the indifferent attitudes of the father and son, Sheryl was so angry she wanted to smash everything in front of her.

It was all Catherine’s fault. It was Catherine who caused them to grow further and further apart.

After Matthew left the Costner residence, he took out his phone and saw missed calls from Catherine.

She had called him after leaving the cafe, but Sheryl was present then, so he did not dare to answer.

When he thought of Catherine’s swollen face, he guiltily returned the call.

Catherine’s mocking voice sounded from the other end. “Young Master Costner, what other information do you need to extract from me?”

“I… I’m sorry.” Matthew was very upset and mumbled an apology. “I deliberately said that to my mom. I was afraid that she would be angry. When I first met you, I didn’t know that you were Catherine. You had also lied and said that your name was Hera Imm.”

“But didn’t you find out later? You came to Canberra to find me on purpose, and all those chance encounters at the shopping mall were planned by you.”

Catherine, “….”

If this fool Matthew were standing in front of her right now, she would have grabbed his head and smashed it against the wall to make him get things straight.

“She’s not Sheryl’s daughter. Rebecca is Jeffery Jones and Sally Lennon’s daughter! ” Catherine yelled agitatedly, “You bunch of idiots have all been tricked by her! ”

“You’re the idiot.” Matthew got a little angry. “ Catherine, don’t think that everyone is as easy to fool as Joel Yule.”

Catherine took a deep breath, worried that her brain would explode from anger. “Listen. I don’t know what Rebecca told you, but I really am Sheryl’s biological daughter. I’m your sister. If you don’t believe me, you can do a DNA test. You should be able to tell just by looking at our faces. I look more like Sheryl, okay?”

“It’s normal for a niece to look like her aunt sometimes.” Matthew scoffed. “And I won’t do a DNA test with you. Chester and Shaun are good friends. It’d be a simple task for you to get Chester to tamper with the test results.”