Catherine Jones and Shaun Hill
Chapter 285

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 285

"Not bad, you can hold your liquor."

The crowd cheered, and the next young master came over to give her one grand to drink.

She drank cup after cup until her stomach was numb with pain. After she was done dealing with the ninth man, the only one left was Rodney Snow.

She staggered over. She was having double vision and there seemed to be multiple Rodneys. She only recognized him by his leather coat. She could not even distinguish his features anymore. "Young Master Snow, you should be almost done playing with me by now. One last glass for one grand, okay?"

Rodney stared at the woman in front of him. Most men would not be able to handle nine glasses of strong liquor in one go. She was drunk, but her eyes were bright as she stared back at him. Her back was straight and full of pride as well.

He laughed in a low voice. "Why should I agree? I'm not giving a woman like you a single penny.

"If you want it, go beg the people over there."

Catherine only felt a chill running down to her bones. She had never been so disgusted by a man before.

She really regretted falling in love with Shaun.

He and his friends were all devils hiding in human flesh.

The people behind her were already eyeing her. If she went over, what happened next would be absolutely unpredictable.

Suddenly, a door in the yacht was kicked open, and she vaguely saw a man striding in.

She was too drunk to see his face and staggered over subconsciously. "Young Master, could you give me one grand to drink a glass?"

Shaun's pupils immediately shrank.

He lowered his head to look at her. The amount of fabric that covered her was pitiful, and looking down from his angle, all he could see was her flawless milky white skin. Her slender but graceful body was exposed, and her small face was like a peach blossom in March. Her lips were bright red and full. Any man who saw it would want to swoop down to kiss her.

Was she being watched and made a show of by men in a place like this?

How much had she drunk? She did not even recognize him.

"Please." Catherine's dark eyes were stained with tears of shame. She could not stand it any longer and was about to collapse.

"Is that how you ask for a favor?"

He grabbed her chin after being blinded by rage, losing all his rationality. "If you want me to help you, then beg."

Catherine tilted her head. The strong liquor was affecting rationality more as time passed.

She suddenly thought of Shaun. He had also liked to grip her chin like this.

His tone made her laugh.

If it were him, she did not mind kissing him.

She stood on her toes and kissed him. "I beg you."

She kissed him on the cheek because she was too drunk to see his lips.

Shaun's body stiffened, and a monstrous flame within him was lit. She could not recognize him and only regarded him as a stranger, so how could she just easily kiss someone else? Had she always been such a loose woman?

However, before he could get angry, Catherine staggered and fell to the side. He caught her out of reflex. She had passed out drunk.