Catherine Jones and Shaun Hill

Chapter 60

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 60

Janet ridiculed, “Cindy, it’s a good thing that you’ve stopped hanging out with them. Friends like that will

only bring you down.”

“Exactly, she has to borrow money from friends to buy clothes.”

Catherine, who was normally incredibly patient, could not give in to the mocking anymore.

“I can definitely afford this. It’s just a basic limited edition.”

She pulled out the card given by Shaun and handed it over to the salesperson. “Didn’t you say you

have two sets of that? I want them both. I’ll not allow anyone else to wear the same clothes as my

man.”

This took the salesperson by surprise, but who would turn down money? “Sure, two sets of this will

come to the total of one million dollars.”

“…”

Catherine felt her legs going weak. She felt like slapping herself hard across the face for saying stupid

things like that.

Oh no, what if it exceeded the card limit?

She stole a glance at Janet and Cindy’s look of disbelief before forcing herself to hand over the card.

‘Let there be enough money,’ she thought to herself repeatedly. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Oh, I have to remind you that we don’t accept returns on limited edition items,” the salesperson said

out of the blue.

Catherine felt her brain freezing. ‘Xx&&#&x,’ she cursed internally.

Good God, she had planned to return the items later.

Cindy covered her mouth in mock surprise. “Cathy, I hope you weren’t planning on returning the clothes

later.”

“Pfft.” Catherine scoffed as if she heard a funny joke. “I’ll not do something as lowly as that. Also, stop

calling me Cathy. Hearing you say that hurts my ears.”

She turned to look at the salesperson. “Hurry and pack it up for me. I don’t want to keep hearing the

crazy dogs bark.”

“You…”

A flurry of emotions chased across Cindy’s face.

Janet held her back. “Let her be. Let’s go check out the Burberry store. To be honest, I think the clothes

here are still too cheap. My brother probably won’t like them.”

“True.” Cindy understood her meaning instantly. She felt especially satisfied upon imagining the

embarrassed look on Catherine’s face later when the card was declined.

Catherine rolled her eyes at them and acted arrogantly as if she was the richest person in the world.

The card was accepted without any problem. The salesperson handed over the shopping bag. “Here

are the clothes and receipt, Miss.”

“…”

Catherine suddenly felt touched at this moment. She did not expect Shaun to give her a credit card with

a limit of over a million dollars.

“Boring. Let’s go!”

Janet, who failed to see Catherine being humiliated, linked her arms with Cindy and walked away

feeling frustrated.

Freya nudged Catherine by the elbow. “Not bad. President Hill is pretty generous with you.”

Catherine could not bring herself to smile. She felt a heavy burden weighing down her chest. Her legs

turned to jelly as she walked out of the store with clothes worth a million dollars.

“Oh no, he must think I’m being wasteful. I feel that I’m getting further away from my goal.”

“Stop exaggerating. Shaun Hill is worth tens of billions of dollars. This amount is peanuts to him.”

“You don’t understand. He’s a frugal man. With all that wealth in his pocket, he lives in a house slightly

over 100 square meters, drives a car worth about 300,000 dollars, and only uses free tissue paper

given out by the gas station. The watch on his wrist is also of a random small brand.”

“Well, he… He’s pretty good with his money, then.” Freya did not know any other rich men who lived

frugally like him. “I can lend you a million dollars.”

“Okay. I’ll see how he reacts first. Worst comes to worst, I’ll return him the million dollars. I’ll pay you

back slowly.”

Catherine lost the mood to continue shopping after that. She did not want to bump into those two mean

women again.