Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 1404 One of the shop owners said to her, âWhy donât you look in the alley? There are a few shops there.
Maybe that person hasnât gone there yet.â
Catherine nodded. She was still familiar with Melbourne.
People rarely went into that alley. There were just a few elderly there maintaining their businesses in dilapidated stores.
She had not gone far inside when she saw a man in a black T-shirt surrounded by several hooligans.
âHey, kid. Youâre pretty rich. I saw that you bought all the wreaths in this area. You must have a lot of money, eh?â The leader grinned and swung the bat in his hands. âLeave the watch and your wallet behind and weâll let you go.â
âThis watch was given to me by my dad. Itâs expensive. I canât give it to you.â The man refused. He had an accent, and his pronunciation was not accurate.
Catherine raised her brows. She could immediately tell by the manâs voice that he was very young.
Maybe he had just finished college. He must have grown up abroad, so he was not very familiar with English.
Maybe his parents were from Melbourne and had not come back for a long time, so he wanted to visit their ancestorsâ graves and pay respects.
He was so young, but he bought all the wreaths available for his deceased elders. He must be hoping that they would live well in the afterlife.
Catherine had a good impression of the young man. âHaha, do you think you have a choice?â The ruffian snorted. âYou stinky brat, hurry up and hand the stuff over. Otherwise, youâll have to crawl to leave.â
âMugging someone in broad daylight. I think you guys must be crazy. â Catherine went over with a faint smile.
Today, she wore a pair of ripped jeans, a white T- shirt, and a faded denim jacket. A pair of sunglasses hung from the bridge of her nose, making her look like she was in her early 2os at first glance.
Although her features were hidden by the glasses, it was clear that her face was beautiful with her defined nose bridge and moderately thick lips. Even with the maple shade lipstick, she looked so bright and stunning that everyone was shocked.
Matthew Costner looked at her with a thumping heart.
For some reason, he felt that this woman gave him a familiar feeling. He had seen photos of Sheryl Jones when she was young and thought that his mother was the most beautiful woman, but when he saw this young woman in front of him, he suddenly found that her looks were not inferior to his motherâs.
Although he could not see her eyes, he felt that her eyes must be very beautiful too.
Rebecca was also a beauty. However, compared to the woman in front of him, Rebeccaâs facial features were completely overshadowed.
Catherine also looked at the young man in front of her.
She froze.
The young man was 6â2. His short hair made his mixed-raced facial features more defined, and he exuded an aura of arrogance and unruliness. His eyes were a shocking blue and looked very beautiful.
They were able to bewitch others.
With such looks, he would be the best-looking man no matter where he went.
It looked like he was only three or four years younger than her.
âWoah, where did this hot chick come from? She delivered herself right to our doorstep.â One of the ruffianâs eyes brightened when he saw Catherine. â Babe, why donât you come home with me? I wonât rob him then.â
âBeautiful damsel, hurry up and leave. Iâll stop them. â Matthew raised his arm and shielded her behind him.
The corners of Catherineâs mouth twitched.
What? Beautiful damsel? Which remote ravine did this guy crawl out from?