The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 10 Money Is More Dependable Than Anything Else

Victoria was hospitalized for two days. As soon as she saw the bill, she decided to discharge from the hospital even though she still had a fever. Even though her salary at Delta Club was decent, after deducting her basic expenses, she wouldn’t be left with much. She still had to save that money for emergencies.

She returned to the staff dormitory and changed her clothes. However, she was still dizzy from being lightheaded, so she clung to the locker next to her for support. Suddenly, she heard the sound of footsteps. Seconds later, she felt a rough push, and everything around her began to spin. Pain shot through Victoria’s body when her lower back was slammed against the locker. She couldn’t help but mutter a grunt.

Her roommate, Daisy Torres, uttered a loud, piercing tone from behind her. “Victoria, what do you think a murderer like you is trying to do with my locker? Are you going to try to mess with it while we’re gone?”

“I” A moment passed before Victoria looked up at Daisy, who bore a look of disgust on her face. Then, Victoria realized that since the incident that day was blown out of proportion, everyone at the club must have known about her imprisonment.

The embarrassment she had anticipated overtook her. She averted her eyes and spoke softly, “I was feeling a bit lightheaded, so I leaned on it. Don’t worry, I didn’t do anything.”

I continue to live with a murderer like you, I will probably pass away one day

hand clutched on her lower back and that her face was getting pale. She hastily approached Victoria to support her. “Daisy, what are you doing? Are you okay, Victoria?”

head as her face grew increasingly pale.

and are burning up, so why are you leaving the hospital? Why did you

just a cold and nothing to

stop acting.” Daisy clicked her tongue. Then, she checked her locker and violently slammed the door before she stormed out of the room. “I’ll ask the supervisor about

walked out the door, her eyes reddening in rage. “Who does she think she is? She is no better than any of us, as

saw Gabrielle, who was enraged by the injustice shown to her. “Thank you, Gabrielle,” she uttered with a

me that the world is

to answer the

brings you here, Miss Charlotte?”