The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 40

Charlotte put on a serious front and tucked the smile on her lips away, but a hint of a smile was still visible in the corner of her eyes.

“Order a new batch of uniforms for the hostesses.” Christian grabbed the teacup again but put it back down when the ceramic was only barely an inch away from his lips as Charlotte stared at him while keeping a straight face. “Delta isn’t a brothel.”

“You can’t go accusing me about this now, Mr. Thatcher!” Charlotte sighed under her breath, seeing that he hadn’t burned his tongue this time round. “A bodycon dress can show off a woman’s inner beauty the best. How is this prostitution? Look at the other clubs and tell me which of them aren’t revealing?”

“I don’t know; I’ve never been to other clubs.” Christian held the string tightly as he looked at the pendant under the light like he could see someone through it.

Charlotte was rendered speechless. At that, she quirked her brow, allowing a hint of charm to lace her face. “A bodycon dress is still alright. It just doesn’t fit Victoria well. The exposed scars look too ugly, lest she wants to scare off our customers. Why not let me make a set of uniforms solely for her?”

To that, Christian put the pendant away and hummed softly, considering a yes to Charlotte’s proposal.

At that, Charlotte teased, “Tsk, those oblivious might think you’re upset with jealousy because Victoria’s a hostess.”

“Fire Cameron.” Christian didn’t entertain her tease but took a sip of the tea.

“He’s been working for the club for a decade; he deserves credit for his efforts at the very least. I can’t just fire him like this. The other staff will think otherwise.” Charlotte blinked, her every move coquettish. “I’d appreciate it if you could suggest me an offense.”

“Theft of a valuable item within the club, and unauthorized altering of the club’s accounting.” Frost laced Christian’s eyes as he leaned back against the chair.

“Those are no minor offenses. If word gets out, no one will probably dare hire him again.” Charlotte took a peek at the said valuable item—the pendant—knowingly but still asked with a smile, “How did he piss you off?”

Christian rested his intertwined fingers on his knee and looked up at her with a frosty gaze.

“Forget I ever said that.” Charlotte bent over and leaned against the table with her right arm propping her chin up, her cleavage showing somewhat. “Say, Mr. Thatcher, I discovered an interesting thing lately.”

Christian only took a gander at her and left the room like he didn’t notice the magnificent view in front

the door. “Why did

…

a notice at 8.30AM saying there was an issue with the uniform and that she needed to return the bodycon dress. Meanwhile, she could take the day off and resume work after the new uniform had been

the bosses have retrieved their conscience and given you a day off,

early in the morning, for f*cking sake!

stop cursing,” said Victoria plainly as she stood by

Victoria’s gaze. At

her bed. “You’ve finally gotten a day off. Let’s go shopping,”

that, Victoria looked down

two cleaner uniforms had all been returned to the club. All she had left with her

got out of bed

out a shoe box from under her bed, taking a pair of black

getting dressed

the door closed, Daisy kicked her covers away and caterwauled at the door with a ferocious

of bed and grabbed Victoria’s toothbrush, giving it a soak in the toilet water

Gabrielle went to the nearest mall, and by the time they bought a few outfits and

to have gotten hungry, so they decided to go

Christian and Bella sitting at the

Bella’s was visibly clear to her. The young woman had

really fresh, and the price is pretty affordable. Sure, it’s packed here, but you’ll certainly think it’s worth it

didn’t want to rain on her parade either. As such, she hummed a response and turned to wait for

with customers, and by the time she and Gabrielle went in, they would’ve probably been done. They’d