Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 754 When Thomas came back to his senses, he aimed a punch at Freya in a fit of fury.
Nevertheless, Freya threw him over the shoulder, and he subsequently fell to the ground.
The ground was covered with mud, and within seconds, Thomasâs body began to hurt badly. âB* tchâ¦â
âYou canât speak anymore, huh?â Freya stepped on his face.
âBrother.â Sarah was so exasperated that her expression changed drastically. She dashed toward Freya in an attempt to grab her, but Catherine was quick enough to stand in front of Freya.
âHey, theyâre settling their old scores. Why do you want to get involved?â
Catherineâs advice nearly made Sarah explode with anger.
Sarah did not care much for Thomas, but they were now together after all. Watching him getting beaten in front of her was humiliating for her too.
âHurry up and call the police, Sarah. Inform Young Master Hill and Young Master Snow,â Thomas screamed in pain.
He had no idea what Freya had gone through over the years that gave her iron-like fists. Her punches had left him in excruciating pain.
âFreya Lynch, you b*tch, Iâll definitely deal with you later. Donât run away if you have the guts. I will get a few guys over and mess around withâ¦â
âYou have such a filthy mouth. Let me fix it for you.â Freya lifted a medium-sized rock and knocked it over his mouth.
Thomasâs miserable scream filled the cemetery.
Sarahâs expression shifted slightly before she took out her phone to call Shaun. However, when she recalled how deeply Shaun resented Thomas lately, she ended up calling Rodney instead.
Instead of stopping Sarah, Catherine just watched a s Sarah made the call.
It was until the commotion alarmed the cemetery manager.
âWhat are you guys doing? If you want to fight, do i t elsewhere. Donât disturb the peace of the dead. â
Just as Sarah was about to speak, Freya was already nodding while covering her face. âOkay, okay.
Iâm sorry. I just couldnât help myself when I saw this person. Heâs my uncleâs son, and my uncle died because he drove my uncle crazy. My uncle was only in his 5os. They have never even visited to pay my uncle their respects when I was overseas for the last few years.â
Thomas widened his eyes, wanting to explain himself. However, his mouth had been punched so badly that a few of his teeth had fallen. It was very painful to open his mouth, so he could not speak properly.
The manager sighed. âHaving managed this cemetery for so long, Iâve seen all kinds of people. There are some tombs that no one has ever come to pay their respects to for over ten years. As the younger generation, you need to have a moral conscience.â
âMm. I wonât beat him anymore. Since this is how h e behaves, thereâs no point beating him, â Freya said sadly while she covered Thomasâs mouth.
âAlright. Just pay your respects and leave.â The manager left as soon as he finished his sentence.
Sarah was so mad that her face paled. âYou both are⦠outrageous. When did my dad become your uncle? Have you no shame?â
âDonât worry. Compared to you guys, we still have our sense of shame.â
Freya then let go of Thomas, whose face had swollen up. He wished he could tear Freya apart, but at the thought of how she dealt with him just now, he was too scared to approach her again.
Although he alone was not her match, all he had to d o was get a few more people to deal with her. By then, he would be able to kill her.
âYou guys⦠Wait⦠Wait a minute.â Thomas grimaced in pain. âMy sister⦠is getting married tomorrow.
Sheâll⦠become⦠Young Madam Hill⦠Then⦠Iâll take revenge on you guys. â
Catherine glanced at the flowers in Sarahâs hand. â Tsk. Did you come here just to show off to your dad?â
At the mention of her marriage the next day, Sarah became delighted. âAs his daughter, I have to inform him that Iâm getting married tomorrow. You guys have nothing to do with the Neeson family at all, so itâs about time you get lost.â
âExactly. Get lost,â Thomas said.