Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South]
The lazy afternoon sun shone from the window and fell on Catherine’s beautiful figure.
She leaned to the side and the corners of her mouth curled up into a gentle smile. Even her tone was
soft. “Okay, I’ll pick you up.”
Harvey almost got blinded by the sight. He asked carefully after she hung up the phone, “Chairman
Jones, are you dating?”
Catherine paused and raised her eyebrows, evidently in a good mood. “Soon.”
“…”
What did she mean by that?
Was someone pursuing Chairman Jones now?
…
9:00 p.m.
A plane from the US landed at the airport.
Catherine waited for more than ten minutes before seeing Freya coming out with her two little darlings.
Lucas was wearing an English-style blue-colored shirt. Although his body was small, his overly
handsome and cute little face caused the people passing by to cast many looks at him.
As for Suzie, she was sitting on top of the suitcase. Her two pigtails swayed adorably.
When the two little children saw Catherine, Suzie immediately jumped down from the suitcase and ran
toward her excitedly.
“Mommy, Mommy…”
Suzie jumped into her arms at once, and a milky scent wafted over.
Catherine’s little heart softened and her tears almost fell from her eyes. Since they were born, she had
never been separated from the two little ones for so long.
“Mommy.” Lucas was more restrained, but his eyes also turned red.
“Sweetie, come here.” Catherine spread her arms and hugged them.
“Sigh, it’s better to have biological children. They don’t warm up to their godmother like this at all,” Freya
teased, “I buy candies for you every day but you forget me the instant you see your mom.”
Suzie twisted her body. “Godmom, hurry up and get married. Give us a younger brother and sister.”
“No thanks.” Freya pouted.
Catherine stood up and smiled. “It’s been hard on you these days. I’ll treat you to supper tonight.”
“Sure, let’s go.” Freya was just about to leave when a surprised voice suddenly sounded behind them.
“Freya, is that you?”
Even though it had been three years, she still remembered that voice.
Freya turned around only to see Patrick and Linda coming out of the gate.
After three years apart, Patrick looked much more mature than before. His features were more defined
and his jawline had slimmed. His casual pants and black sweater made him seem less gentle than
before. He seemed sharper now.
As for Linda, she had not changed much. She was wearing a white sweater with a knee-length skirt. Her
two hands were wrapped around Patrick’s arm intimately. He was dressed in black while she was
dressed in white. It was clear that they were a couple.
However, Patrick seemed to have forgotten about Linda who was beside him and simply looked at Freya
without blinking.
Her light blue skinny jeans perfectly outlined her straight legs, and on her upper body was a simple
orange t-shirt. The shirt was tied into a knot at her waist, revealing her small waist.
Her skin was milky white and her hair was coiled into a bun, revealing her naturally defined cheeks. Her
eyes were big and bright, making her look like a person of mixed ethnicities.
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