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Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Chapter 1510
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Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 1510

However, what Patrick found even more unbelievable was that Linda was friends with these two vicious women.

“Please drive the car out.” Patrick was not qualified to enter the clubhouse and did not hope to go in either.

He got out of the car halfway and took out his phone. He hesitated for a long time before calling Freya.

“Patrick…”

The familiar voice almost made him lose control.

However, he knew that he had completely lost his right. “Freya, I just saw Linda enter Zenith Clubhouse. Not long

after, a woman who looked a bit like Rebecca went in, and then it seemed like Cindy also appeared…”

“Cindy?” Freya was taken aback.

“I’m not sure either, ” Patrick hesitated and said, “ The woman looks like Cindy, but she was wearing a cap and

shades.”

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“Maybe it really is her. She used to be close to Rebecca.” Freya gritted her teeth. The news Patrick told her

surprised her greatly.

She had just finished talking to him, so she did not expect him to bring her news that evening itself.

She did not think that Patrick would actually go check on Linda.

“Does… Linda know?” she suddenly asked in a low voice.

“I… followed her secretly. Maybe your guess is right. ” Patrick was deeply chagrined. “Freya, I’m sorry about four

years ago. I shouldn’t have done that.”

“Forget it, it’s in the past. I’m already very touched that you’re willing to help me this time. Thank you, Patrick.”

Freya had just finished speaking when Rodney roared behind her.

“Freya Lynch, who are you talking to?”

“I’ll hang up now. But thank you so much for this. ” Freya quickly hung up the phone.

Patrick had also heard Rodney’s voice. Rodney seemed to be very irritated, and Freya’s voice sounded flustered just

now. It made him feel that

Freya’s life in the Snow family was not good. It even seemed as if she constantly had to be careful.

The more he thought about it, the more upset he became.

If only they had not broken up back then. Then, she would not have to marry a man who did not care about her at

all.

In the villa.

Freya put down her phone and looked at Rodney who had an apron on. She raised her brows, asking, “Is the food

ready?”

“Freya, you have a lot of nerve to ask me for food now.”

Rodney looked just like a jealous husband. “I’m busting my *ss cooking for you in the kitchen, but you’re hiding on

the balcony to call your old flame. Don’t think I didn’t hear you call out Patrick’s name so intimately. Did you forget

how he beat you up before? Don’t be such a sucker.”

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“Didn’t I tell you this morning? I’m only doing this because I need to get inside information from him,” Freya

snapped at him.

“Do you think he’s an idiot? With how you treated

him before, why would he help you?” Rodney scolded her.

Freya chuckled. “You really don’t understand men. He already told me a piece of big news.”

Rodney froze, and his expression darkened. “Why did he suddenly give you information? By the way, I heard you

went out today. Freya Lynch, did you do anything with your old lover? Did you kiss him?

Hug him? Did you say something ambiguous to him and let him think that you’re still in love with him?”

“Don’t think so badly of me.” Freya gave him a side glance. “We just had a heart-to-heart chat.”

“Heart- to-heart chat?” Rodney almost vomited blood. “You’re my wife, but you secretly met up with your old lover.

How shameless are you?

Besides, don’t think I didn’t hear you. Your tone when you talked to him was incredibly gentle.”

“I can’t help it. If I don’t do that, how will I make him feel guilty and be willing to help me?”

“Freya. ” Rodney gnashed his teeth. “ I’m warning you, this is the last time. I don’t want to see you contacting that

man again. I’m not dead yet.”

“Why are you getting so worked up?” Freya pouted. “Are you… jealous?”