Let Me Go, Mr. Hill novel Chapter 669

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 669

Catherine smiled wanly and turned off the television.

‘You’re happy now, but wait until the day you get married. I’ll send you a wonderful gift and let you know how it feels to fall from heaven.’

…

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Nicola, Melanie, and Damien, who had been attacked by the public recently, were pleased to hear about the news.

Nicola, in particular, laughed ferociously. “So what if Catherine is back? Shaun ended up marrying someone else anyway.”

“Exactly. She even snatched Shaun from me previously. In the end, my marriage turned out to be better than hers.” Melanie’s anger simmered down.

Nevertheless, Damien furrowed his brows. “The two of you should stop paying attention to trivial matters like this. What matters most now is to get Yule Corporation back as soon as possible.”

Nicola gave him a disapproving look. “Don’t worry. Joel is getting weaker day by day. I’m sure he won’t focus his mind on Yule Corporation. He can probably live for another one and a half years at most. After Joel dies, Catherine won’t even be able to beat us. Everyone will have forgotten about our matter by then.”

Damien’s frown faded. “Once my brother dies, I won’t treat Catherine as my opponent either. Having said that… Is Walter reliable?”

“Yeah. I have the goods on him. What’s more, I have placed a spy in the Yule family’s villa. He’ll alert me if Walter’s identity is exposed.”

Nicola averted her sparkling eyes when her phone suddenly rang.

“Hi, Mrs. Wicks. This is Walter. I’ve finished the drug you gave me last time.”

“Finished?” Nicola frowned.

“Hey, why are you leaving so hastily?” Nicola suddenly gripped his hand. “It’s been a while since we met.”

Walter’s face froze. “I really need to go. I have something to deal with.”

“Stop lying. Are you looking down on me just because of my age?” Nicola approached him all of a sudden and slid her hand across his chest. “You used to say that I’m much better than your wife, who’s like a dead fish.”

“I don’t think this is good. Aren’t you with Vice President Yule?” Walter felt like killing himself.

“As you know, he’s a cripple. I like your maturity and attractiveness more.” Nicola pinched his decorous face and began to pull on his tie.

All of a sudden, the siren of a police car sounded outside. Then, a group of police officers dashed in and pointed the guns at them.

Shocked, Nicola swiftly let go of Walter. “What… What are you guys doing?”