Let Me Go, Mr. Hill novel Chapter 845

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 845

In no time, they were pinned down on the beds by the four men.

“Boss, this one is Freya Lynch.” One of the men pulled out a photo and pointed at Freya.

“Yep, take her away.” The man with the thick gold chains waved his hands before he stared at Catherine. “You guys go. I’ll stay here and have some fun.”

“Bro, I want to have fun too.” The younger man on the side licked his lips as he stared at Freya. “He didn’t say we couldn’t touch her.”

“Fine.”

“B*stards. ” Catherine and Freya went mad seeing the men pouncing on them and pulling their clothes.

At that moment, the door was kicked in.

Shaun barged in. When he saw Catherine’s half- ripped clothes, his eyes instantly turned cold and red. “How dare you touch her.”

“Who… Who are you?” The four hoodlums were shocked by his intimidating aura.

“I’m the person who’s going to kill you tonight.” Shaun immediately beat them down and even broke their legs.

After the beating, he quickly took off his clothes to wrap them around Catherine. When he saw the red mark on her milky-white skin, he turned back in anger and broke their hands too.

“Bro, please let us go. We were just hired by someone. ” The man with the gold chain begged, “

The other guy isn’t a small fish either. I suggest that you don’t offend him.”

Shaun asked coldly, “Who was it?”

“The president of SE Group, Eric Hatch.”
“So it is that b*stard, Eric Hatch.” Freya cursed angrily.

Shaun said indifferently with a frown, “Hear that? She doesn’t need me to send her there.”

“No.” Catherine said anxiously, “She’s my best friend. If anything happens to her, I’ll never forgive you.”

Shaun was speechless and sullen. “Catherine Jones, get your facts straight. I just saved you.”

“Come on. If you’re going to help someone then do it properly. See the job through. ” Catherine gently shook his collar. She had no strength, so her voice was so soft that it sounded coquettish.

Shaun’s blood rushed up at once. It was totally irresistible.

A moment later, he carried Catherine with his right hand and placed her on his shoulder before he picked up Freya with his other hand in disgust.

That was right. He just lifted her like he was carrying a plastic bag. Freya wanted to cry. “I need to hurry up and find a boyfriend. This is abuse.”