The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 42

Chapter 42

Victoria looked into Lucas’ eyes and nodded. “Whether you believe it or not, that’s the truth.”

“Two years in prison, and you’re still lying through your teeth like before!” Lucas sneered, unsure if he was actually angry or jealous.

Even when she was this down and out, her eyes were still on Christian and never him!

“If you say so,” said Victoria with her eyes drooped moments later.

Nothing she said would make a change if that person didn’t believe her.

With that, she turned around and headed into the washroom.

“Victoria!” Lucas grabbed hold of her and pinned her against the wall, denouncing, “Is it not enough that Bella can’t dance anymore because of you, and now you want to seduce her boyfriend?! Have you thrown away your conscience?!”

The two were so close that they could see each other’s fine hairs clearly.

Lucas lowered his head to look at her, and upon seeing the scars on her face, his heart twinged for a second, and it suddenly felt like a needle had pierced it.

Though she has always had a devil-may-care attitude, she minded her face like every other young woman. But now, there was such an obvious scar on her face.

“You’re right. I am seducing Mr. Thatcher.” Victoria propped her hands against his chest and mocked at his ear, “You’ve got one thing wrong, though. The one who threw their conscience away was never me.”

The wisp of warmth lingered around his ear, giving it an inexplicable romantic ambiguity. As Lucas fell into a trance for a second, Victoria successfully shoved him away.

With that, she fixed her bangs to cover up the scar. As she turned around, she inadvertently found Christian standing not far away.

He wasn’t wearing his suit jacket, and the buttons on his white dress shirt were fastened all the way to his collar button, making him look super aloof but also somewhat distant.

She felt inexplicably nervous as she didn’t know how long he had been standing there, as well as how much he had seen and heard. As such, she reflexively wanted to explain. “Chris—”

The next moment, the man walked past her and went into the men’s, never sparing her a glance.

He hadn’t ignored her because he was mad but regarded her as non-existent through and through.

like that, Victoria’s hand froze in mid-air for some time before dropping loosely

the head or become hysterical, or how can I so ridiculously think he’s upset because of jealousy? The one he loves is Bella, while I’m just a vermin that he abhorred and retaliated on because I harmed his beloved. I

you really like Christian that much?” Lucas looked at her with mixed emotions, feeling all sorts within like an overturned wet paint pallet.

do with you, Mr. Spritz. Or could it be that you still have feelings for me after all this time, and you’re now

turn grim in an instant. “Forget that I have a girlfriend. Even if I don’t, I will never like a woman that

Victoria turned

ground as his countenance changed multifold. In the end, he washed his face before returning to his

the time Victoria returned, Lucas and Christian had long returned to their seats, and she took a gander

away for quite some time. Are you down with an upset stomach?”

of really upsetting her stomach. “No, thank

you, my brother, and Christian had all gone to the washroom, I was seriously beginning to worry about the food served

meal, Lucas went

on his suit jacket and asked Bella.

timing if we go there now.”

behind the wheelchair pushing it out of the restaurant, never sparing Victoria a glance the whole time. The suit outlined his lean waist and long legs. His back alone could even

sure is sweet to Miss Spritz!” Gabrielle sighed, having nothing but envy in her eyes. “If only I had such a sweet

drooped her eyelids and said nothing. She felt as though someone had shoved fully soaked cotton into her chest,

but she was like a fool back then, only having eyes for him and using any possible means to marry

time, her heart

eround end went beck to Victorie, seying, “I wes

reheb. You know how busy he is. It’s not eesy for him to squeeze some time out of his hectic schedule.

Spritz. Mr. Thetcher might be busy, but I’ve got time. Why don’t I follow you to reheb? You cen buy me clothes efter you’re done with it end

to see

hed to be on his good side es much es possible

she hed elso seid

Belle in front of them, she beheved somewhet stiffly, only eyeing suggestively et Victorie when she dered not bletently tell her

she feels bed thet we turned her well-intentions down. She

felt nice to

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