Let me go, Mr. Hill By Shallow South Chapter 159

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 159
“Don’t worry, I’ll go down and arrange for it immediately.”

Catherine waited downstairs for half an hour before someone took her to the manager—Mr. Frank’s office.

Frank poured her a cup of tea. When they sat down, his phone suddenly rang.

He apologized and said, “Ms. Jones, something urgent came up in the Engineering Department. Please wait a little longer.”

Catherine could do nothing but nod.

After waiting for more than 20 minutes, it was almost 5:30 p.m.. She secretly became worried. It seemed she would be going back late again today.

Lest Shaun doubted her again, she took the initiative to call him. “I might be back late today. I’m still waiting for a client.”

Shaun was quite satisfied that she would take the initiative to report her schedule, but he became inexplicably displeased that his woman had to wait for someone else. “Where are you?”

“At Hudson Corporation.”

Shaun looked outside. It seemed he was not far from Hudson. “Oh.”

Catherine realized that he did not intend to ask anything further and ended the call after a few words.

Before long, a man in a black suit came in. “Hello, are you Ms. Jones? Mr. Frank isn’t available now, so let me take you to the field to have a look at the houses. This is my name card.”

Catherine looked at the business card. His name was Hector Whitaker.

“Can we go into the houses already?” Catherine found it strange.

“One of them has already been roofed and just lacks an external wall, so we can go in and have a look.” Hector laughed. “The company attaches great importance to these houses. The designing companies that come usually do their measurements on-site.”

Catherine’s heart was slightly moved. “Are there other designing companies coming?”

“Yes, there’s another company our manager knows of.”

The two chatted while walking out. Catherine tried getting more information about the rival company from Hector and had unknowingly walked to the back of the site.

“Ms. Jones, you can go in from there.” Hector squeezed under a scaffold

Catherine was just about to go in as well when a man’s stern voice suddenly sounded from behind.

“Get out of the way!”

Before she could react, she saw a figure dash toward her and tackle her to the ground.


With a crash, seven or eight ceramic tiles fell on the spot she was standing, shattering and spraying debris all over the ground.

Catherine was tightly protected under a man’s chest. When the surroundings quietened down, she emerged from his arms with a pale face. “Are… Are you okay?”

It was Shaun!

“You idiot! Who told you to go to the construction site?” Shaun quickly picked her up with one hand and carried her to a safe place.

“I… I’m here to measure the rooms.” Catherine’s legs were shaking. She seriously wondered if this was a bad year for her. Why did she encounter danger wherever she went?

“Then why didn’t you wear a helmet?” Shaun yelled at her. “If I weren’t nearby just now, your head would’ve been smashed in by now!”

“I’m sorry, I forgot.”

Catherine suddenly noticed the debris on his right arm. She remembered that he had not used his right arm when he was shielding her from the tiles earlier. “You… Was your hand hit?”

She wanted to take a look, but he flinched violently when she touched his shoulder. “Don’t touch it.”

Catherine immediately knew that it was not a light injury. “I’ll call an ambulance right away.”

She had just ended the call when Hector anxiously ran out from inside the building. “Ms. Jones, are you alright? I’m sorry, I didn’t know this would happen.”

“So you’re the one who brought her here, huh? I’ll get to the bottom of this.” Shaun grabbed Catherine’s hand and walked out of the construction site.

However, the faster he walked, the paler his face got and the more anxious Catherine became. “Stop walking. Let’s wait for the ambulance to arrive.”

“Don’t worry, it’s just a minor injury.” Shaun’s face was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

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