Chapter 503
Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South]
“It’s Young Master Jewell’s hospital, so it shouldn’t be a mistake. Later, a forensic doctor will take the
body for identification. It’ll be clarified whether she had undergone plastic surgery or not.”
“Alright.” Shaun rubbed his temples. “Find out who sent the people here last night.”
“What’s there to check? It’s clearly Catherine Jones. You’re still helping her even now!” Rodney yelled
gloomily, “That woman is too vicious! Shelley had never thought of seducing you, but Catherine still tried
to kill Shelley in every way possible.”
“Catherine isn’t that kind of person.” Shaun denied. “She must’ve been tricked.”
“Even if she was tricked, she must be stupid. It’s because of her narrow-mindedness.”
“Rodney Snow, have you said enough?” Shaun could not stand it anymore.
“No, I haven’t. I’ve tolerated it all this time because she’s your wife, but I don’t want to tolerate it any
longer.” Rodney growled.
“Stop fighting!” Chester got out of the car and heard their quarreling voices.
“I don’t care. I won’t let this matter rest just like this. Even if Shaun chooses to protect the mastermind, I’ll
never forgive her.” Rodney turned and left after a cold warning.
“What do you think?” Chester walked to Shaun.
“Catherine is indeed jealous of Shelley, but I don’t think she’d be so vicious.” Shaun rubbed his brows. “If
Charity Neeson hadn’t said that Shelley was a fake, Catherine wouldn’t have suspected her…”
“Charity Neeson.” Chester frowned. “It’s her again.”
After a pause, he said coldly, “She best be unrelated to this. Otherwise, I’ll make sure she’s doomed.”
…
In the afternoon, the autopsy results were sent to Shaun.
“Eldest Young Master Hill, the burnt corpse at the scene has been determined to be Shelley Langley. Her
parents have also done a full genetic comparison and confirmed it.”
When Hadley finished speaking, he saw Shaun covering his temples while his body shook in pain.
“Eldest Young Master Hill…”
“How are Shelley’s parents?” Shaun endured the pain and asked in a dark voice.
“They were crying non-stop. How could a parent accept sending their child off before them? They kept
clamoring for you to give them an explanation.” Hadley sighed.
“Make it up to them.”
“There’s one more thing. The person who tricked the guards last night and the one who set the fire have
been caught. They’re… related to Charity Neeson,” Hadley added, “They’re people who’ve been working
for Charity behind the scenes.”
“Charity Neeson, so it really was her…”
Shaun struck the table viciously and stood up, his handsome face filled with monstrous anger.
“Young Master Snow has called the police and they’ve sent officers to the Neeson family to arrest her.”
“Tell the police to give that woman a heavier sentence. I don’t want her to be released her entire life.”
Shaun gritted his teeth and ordered word by word
“Understood.”
…
In the Neeson family’s residence.
The warm sunlight poured on the grass in the afternoon.
A big table was set up under a large tree in the courtyard. Boris Neeson was leisurely writing calligraphy
while his wife, Jennifer Craven, sat quietly brewing tea for him.
Charity, who was carrying her bag out of the manor, happened to see this scene. Her eyes flashed with
tenderness.
“Charity, are you going to the company?” Boris saw her and waved.
“Dad.” Charity walked over. “I’m going to talk to President Holland—”
“Forget it. Don’t put too much pressure on yourself. If the Hill family really wants to suppress us, then we
can’t help it.” Boris looked at her and said calmly, “If the company is finished, then it’ll be finished. At
most, it’ll be sold. It doesn’t matter even if we go to a small city in the future to develop again as long as
our family of three is complete. Sometimes, when I see a girl like you working so hard that you don’t
even have time to date, your mom and I feel quite heartbroken.”
Jennifer nodded and said with a gentle tone, “Your father and I are old. We don’t care about how much
money you earn. What’s important is that you’re safe and happy.”
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