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.”

he led Victoria away, unconcerned about Anthony’s reaction. The crowd behind him

the one who struggled in the water finally

only stare at the empty bottles on the ground that

her into the elevator. When the door shut, she was tossed away like trash. She subconsciously leaned against the elevator’s wall as

made a snide remark, “If I hadn’t come, what would you do next?

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really know how to flirt, don’t you, Victoria? If I don’t show up, do

who was rejected by her own family and shunned by her coworkers was trampled by all. Telling me to strip off my clothes is the least of insults. This is how I envision the rest of my days going forward. Who can I rely

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

her. It did not hurt, but