The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 13 Your World Is Hell to Me

Christian and Victoria were surrounded by heavy breathing, which could be heard from all directions. Anthony’s expression changed as he looked at Christian in confusion. “What is this all about, Mr. Thatcher?”

Christian slowly retracted his slender leg. Then, with a grin, he focused his attention on Victoria’s frozen face. “You mention that there’s nothing to play with, don’t you, Mr. Brooke? Isn’t there something to enjoy now?”

In the middle of winter, the water in the swimming pool was so chilly that only those who fell in could experience it. However, no one dared to speak. They knew who Christian Thatcher was; he was the type of man who could flip the entire Bloomsway upside down with a single stomp. Christian was entirely different from these wealthy young men at the party as he was not just any other young man who relied on his family’s wealth.

Even though the Brooke Family was not any average family, Anthony did not dare to provoke Christian. He looked at Victoria in Christian’s arms, then immediately realized and remarked, “Oh, so she belongs to you, Mr. Thatcher. We should have known better.”

Christian did not refute what he had said. He lowered his attention to the wine on the table, then lifted a glass casually. “According to what you said, everyone is just looking for a good time. You are free to play however you choose. As an apology for interfering with your fun, I will pay for everything tonight.”

“Oh, you don’t have to do that for us, Mr. Thatcher.”

your birthday, so of course, it’s my treat. Have fun now, and I’ll see you around soon.” Then, he led Victoria away, unconcerned about Anthony’s reaction. The crowd behind him were stunned as he turned and walked out.

off the balcony, the one who struggled in the water finally dared to shout, “Pull me

resumed rapidly, but Anthony could only stare at the empty bottles on the ground that Victoria had partially cleaned

dragged her into the elevator. When the door shut, she was tossed away like trash. She subconsciously leaned

snide remark, “If I hadn’t come, what would you do next? Perform those dance moves in front of

stonovelxo.com fast updatep it. She briefly paused, lowered her head, and said, “If you don’t show up. Mr. Thatcher, I’ll have to comply with

You really know how to flirt, don’t you, Victoria? If I don’t show up, do you plan on seducing a rich young man to come to your help?

coworkers was trampled by all. Telling me

as she spoke, but she did not cry. Christian recognized those eyes, but their charm was

stared at her. It did not hurt, but