Let me go, Mr. Hill By Shallow South Chapter 56


Wesley waved his hand dismissively in the air. “I can agree to anything apart from this. I have high standards for my living quarters. I’ve met Rebecca before. Honestly, she doesn’t have the experience and knows nothing about the latest materials and high-tech appliances. She’ll ruin my house.”

Ethan felt slightly embarrassed. It was his fiancée they were discussing, after all.

“But she did pretty well in the Culture and Technology Center project…”

“Don’t forget that she successfully won the bid only because I pulled some strings.” A look of displeasure washed over Wesley’s face as he talked about this. “Besides, you should be grateful that President Sawyer didn’t expose us or we would have been in big trouble.”

Ethan felt his heart sink. “Fine, it’s no big deal if you disagree. Oh right, is that a sketch you’re holding? Which designer are you going for? I’m just asking out of curiosity and nothing else.”

“Joseph Talton, he’s a friend of mine from Perth. He opened a franchise here in Melbourne.” Wesley handed over the sketch to his nephew.

“This is created by one of his designers. She produced a sketch for the entire 3,000 square meters villa in less than half an hour, not to mention getting every detail perfectly down to my preferences. I’m very satisfied.”


Ethan froze for a split second when he noticed the initials at the bottom right of the sketch. He recalled bumping into her by the gate earlier. Apparently, she had been here to design his uncle’s villa.

“Yup, that’s her.”

“Uncle, you can’t hire her,” he said awkwardly, “She’s the younger daughter of the Jones family I told you before. She used to be my girlfriend but she has become fairly disreputable. Not only did she plagiarize the work of another, but she also tarnished her own parents’ reputation.”

This took Wesley by surprise. No wonder he thought the name was familiar.

Upon remembering the woman’s kind and polite demeanor, he could not help but frown.

“I don’t think she needs to plagiarize others, given her talents. I’ve developed a good judgment from dealing with all sorts of people in the business world. She’s a rare talent, and I don’t think she’s disreputable. Quite the contrary, Ethan, I think you hold prejudice against her…”

“You really don’t understand her…”

“Don’t you think it’s strange? When we spoke over the phone in the past, you couldn’t stop complimenting her but now you’re disgusted by her. Did she wrong you somehow? It’s you who betrayed her first if I remember correctly.”

Startled, Ethan had no words to refute the unexpected response.

“Similarly, you keep boasting about Rebecca’s talents, but I just can’t see her capability. If it wasn’t for the fact that she’s the successor to the Jones family, I wouldn’t cast a second glance at a woman like her.”

Wesley took the sketch from his nephew’s hands and headed straight for the door.

The man was already long gone by the time Ethan regained his composure.

Catherine was distracted the whole day thinking about Ethan’s engagement party.

Finally, it was time to go. She hurried home right away, but Shaun did not return until it was completely dark outside.

“I think I saw you at Green Mountain today.”

“You were there today?” Shaun raised an eyebrow in surprise.

“Yes. What… What were you doing there?” A smile spread across her face. “Perhaps you’ve bought a house in that area?”


He picked up the cutleries from the table.

Chase had pestered him to go for a viewing over there today. He was going to stay in Melbourne for quite some time, after all.

Fudge was about to give birth soon. This house would surely be too small when the triplets arrived.

However, he realized the villas at Green Mountain were enormous. He did not consider it further, thinking that Catherine would be afraid because of her previous traumatic experience.

He did not notice the unnatural smile that flashed across her face at the sound of his reply.

She would have believed him if Ethan had not explicitly mentioned that his uncle had bought a villa in Green Mountain.

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