The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 47

Victoria took the clothes in Gabrielle’s hands and glanced at them, a hint of confusion in her eyes. Still, she didn’t say anything. She placed the uniform by her pillow, went outside to make a call, then washed up and went to bed.

Early the next morning, Victoria was still sleeping when a loud banging on the door woke her up—

“Still sleeping at this hour? What are you, pigs? Open up!”

“Open up, you hear?! Damn it, those stupid girls!”

Victoria frowned and said to Gabrielle, who was also in a sour mood from getting woken up by the noise, “Stay in bed. I’ll get the door.”

“How annoying can she be?!” Gabrielle mumbled, then turned around and covered her face with her blanket.

Victoria went over to answer the door. Daisy was standing at the entrance, donning a slip dress. She wore a wine red coat loosely on top of it, and there was a bruise-like hickey on her neck.

“What the f*ck are you looking at? Keep looking and I’ll gouge out—” Daisy began shouting, but she swallowed the rest of her sentence under Victoria’s gaze.

Victoria said calmly, “Don’t say I haven’t reminded you. If you curse one more time in front of me, I’ll make sure you never open your mouth again.”

“How dare you!” Daisy craned her neck, her nostrils looking a little larger because of the slight movement.

Victoria smiled, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes. “You can try.”

With that, she returned to her own bed.

Daisy’s face turned from pale to a dark hue before turning to red. In the end, she slammed the door shut as if to vent. “Crazy woman,” she muttered under her breath.

Victoria took the uniform and got ready to change into it while pretending not to hear Daisy, but after thinking for a bit, she put the uniform back down.

the time, and people should be calling her or knocking on her door

soon as the thought flashed across her mind,

door slamming from a mile away.” Charlotte walked in, smiling. She was wearing the simplest office wear, but it

was talking to Charlotte, but her eyes were trained on Victoria. “A certain someone overdid it and

her tall tale, not intending

Charlotte took Daisy’s hand, raising a corner of her eye as she said pointedly, “If not,

a sideways

hour, so hurry up and gather your things. Mr. Thatcher will tell you what to do then.” With her index finger, Charlotte poked a few times at Victoria’s shoulder. She gave a meaningful smile, then opened the door and

the blanket, a searching gaze

she said calmly, “I broke his beloved’s leg, so how can he not know

anyone anymore.” The light in Gabrielle’s eyes went

put on the outfit she wore yesterday. Then, she put

She opened the car door and was about to sit in the

tensed herself as she

to him. The faint cigarette smell on him seemed to envelope

she pressed her right hand on the seat as she carefully inched to the right, intending

a strong arm wrapped around her waist. She tensed up, and before she could respond,

you’re so scared of me, then why did you try so hard to attend my mother’s birthday banquet? Hm?” Christian gripped her chin and forced her to look at him. Her face, which was

to look him in the eye. “I haven’t seen her in two years, so I

birthday banquet as well. Victoria wanted to see her mother, so she

she felt uncomfortable all over. She pressed

hand on her shoulder. Her hand faltered, and she lay right on

ever so slightly as his fingers fell on her right leg, which was

that why she still dared to lie to

felt like a sharp knife was drawn through them.