Catherine Jones and Shaun Hill
Chapter 187

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 187

"Shaun, what the hell? You demanded for them to be here but now you're asking them to leave." Rodney shrugged.

"Shut up. Don't talk to me." Shaun lit up a cigarette.

"Tsk, seriously? It was you who called us here." Rodney was frustrated. "You've gotten weirder ever since you got together with that Catherine woman. If you're that unhappy, then just split-" "Say that again." Shaun threw his friend a dangerous glare.

Rodney kept quiet right away.

Chester's eyes darkened as he tapped the end of the cigarette. "Is it serious this time?"

"No way." Rodney frowned instantly. "I thought you only used to care for Sarah Langley..."

Shaun's fingers that were holding the cigarette tensed up. Chester heaved a sigh. "Rodney, Sarah is no longer with us. Shaun can't possibly live in the past forever."

Rodney looked at the ground and continued drinking.

Shaun took another drag from the cigarette with his head lowered.

During the following two days.

Catherine spent a lot of effort getting her hands on Chris' home address. However, the man resided in Brisbane most of the time.

She had no choice but to take an early flight there.

Upon arriving at the villa, the guard opened the door and enquired, "Have you got an appointment?"

"No, but please tell Mr. Jefferson that I'm the daughter of his old friend, Sheryl Jones."

The guard sized her up and down suspiciously before making the phone call. Upon receiving a reply, the guard invited her in politely, "Mr. Jefferson is waiting for you inside." She walked in immediately.

She expected Chris Jefferson to be an old man in his early 70s, so she was surprised to see the middle-aged man sitting on the couch. This man looked younger than 40 years old. Although there were some wrinkles on the corners of his eyes, he looked cultured and refined. He must have been quite handsome when he was younger.

"Are you... Uncle Chris?"

A hint of affection flashed across his eyes as he studied the woman. "20 years flew by in the twinkling of an eye. The little baby girl from back then has grown up so much. You really look like your mother." She was curious. "I heard my mom saved your life before?"

"That's right. Don't be fooled by what you see now. I was once a broke young lad with huge debts. Fortunately, I met your mother and started working for her. That's how I got to where I am today." The corners of his lips curled up into a faint smile as he reminisced about the past.

She blinked blankly. Her woman's instinct told her that this man was once infatuated with her mother.

"Unfortunately... she died young," she said with regret.

"Yes. I don't understand why your mother suddenly decided to head over to Country T. Others said it's a coincidence but I could never shake off the feeling that someone was behind this. She wouldn't have gotten caught in the typhoon if not for this..." Sadness was written all over Chris' face.

Catherine found this information difficult to digest. "Do you mean that my mom was murdered?"

"Yes, your grandparents had no idea but I was working for her then." The light went out in his eyes. "I investigated it later. The person who caused her death might be in Canberra."

A heavy burden weighed down on her chest. First, it was her grandma's death, and now, it was her mom's.

It was as if an invisible force was pushing her to grow up.

"Don't pressure yourself too much. Take the time to work on yourself if you plan to avenge your mother's death," Chris said and comforted.