Catherine Jones and Shaun Hill
Chapter 272

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 272

"That's very understanding of you." A look of relief crossed Joel's face.

At the sight of Melanie's indignant expression, Catherine found it amusing deep down. Little did she expect that she would be able to put Rebecca's hypocritical tactics to good use one day. Anyway, hypocrisy was quite an effective strategy.

"Dad, although you've brought me home, you can't always take my side and only praise me because you feel sorry for me. It'll upset Melanie and destroy our sisterhood as well as family peace. Even though I've decided to come home, I don't wish to affect your family."

Joel was extremely touched. Compared to the coquettish and conceited Melanie whom he raised, Catherine was much more understanding. "Come, let me show you your room. Don't hesitate to let me know if you're not satisfied with it."

Seeing the two of them enter the manor, Melanie flew into a fit of rage. "Mom, this lady is such a scheming b*tch!"

Nicola frowned deeply. She had assumed that it would be easy to deal with Catherine since she grew up in a deprived household. However, things were not as simple as she had thought. Catherine was not someone to be taken lightly, just like her mother back then.

Having said that, Nicola believed that she could deal with Catherine since she also managed to defeat her mother back then.

"It's not a problem. Calm down. Having met all kinds of people in my life, I don't give a damn about her." Nicola clutched Melanie. "How's your preparation for the banquet held by the Hill family tonight?" At the mention of the occasion, Melanie's eyes glowed with excitement. "I've picked an haute-couture pink gown as well as a necklace. I've also hired Kayya to apply my makeup for me. Tonight, I'll surely be the most glamorous person at the venue and Elder Young Master Hill will definitely take a fancy to me."

Nicola nodded in satisfaction. "From what I heard, Old Madam Hill said that the banquet is being held tonight as there hasn't been much activity in the manor. In fact, she's trying to replace Elder Young Master Hill a marriage partner. All the unmarried ladies she has invited come from influential families in Canberra. I heard that Elder Young Master Hill went on vacation earlier and finally returned at the end of the year. Old Madam Hill said that he must get married this year."

"Mom, I like Elder Young Master Hill," Melanie said with a blush, "He's the most good-looking man I've ever seen. Nobody can beat him."

"Keep it up. I have faith in you. Once you get into the Hill family, Catherine will be considered nothing." A disdainful look came over Nicola's face.

In the evening.

Catherine continued to chat with Joel in the living room.

All of a sudden, Joel saw Melanie walking down in a pink gown. He frowned and asked, "Where are you going?"

"She's going to attend a banquet held by a friend," Nicola replied coldly.

"Don't come back too late." Joel did not comment further.

Nevertheless, Catherine noticed Melanie's euphoric expression on her face as well as the joy in Nicola's eyes. She reckoned that something heartening was going to happen to them. At night.

A grand banquet was being held in the Hill family's manor.

The young handsome men and beautiful ladies were extravagantly dressed up and dancing on the dance floor.

Tonight, the most brilliant and affluent families in Canberra were gathered here.

Each of the rich young ladies was going all out to showcase their talents that night. Everyone knew that it was a banquet on the surface, but it came with the underlying motive of picking a lady to be Elder Young Master Hill's marriage partner.

Whoever he fell for would get to embark on an easy path to success.

Sadly, the perfect-looking Elder Young Master Hill had not turned up even at this point.

In the study located on the third floor.

Shaun held a cigarette with his hand while flipping through the document with the other hand. The bright light on the desk illuminated his handsome face, which revealed a somber expression. It was as though all the bustle around him had nothing to do with him.