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.

and people should be calling her

the thought flashed across her mind,

hear the door slamming from a mile away.” Charlotte walked in, smiling. She was wearing the simplest office wear, but it still enhanced her figure and gave her an

were trained on Victoria. “A certain someone

tell her tall tale, not intending

Daisy’s hand, raising a corner of her eye as she said pointedly, “If

pouted, but she kept silent as she cast a sideways glance at

half an hour, so hurry up and gather your things. Mr. Thatcher will tell you what to

popped her head out from beneath the blanket, a searching gaze

she said calmly, “I broke his beloved’s leg, so how can

anyone anymore.” The light in Gabrielle’s eyes went out as she smiled awkwardly. She pulled the blanket up over

have any other clothes, so she put on the outfit she wore yesterday. Then, she put on some simple makeup

about to sit in the passenger seat when Christian gave her a look.

Victoria pursed her lips, then tensed herself as she rounded to the

faint cigarette smell on him seemed to envelope her

carefully

before she could respond, she

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 pale from panic,

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

attending Evelyn’s birthday banquet as well. Victoria wanted to see her mother, so she shamelessly called Evelyn

and she felt uncomfortable all over. She pressed her left hand on the seat in

a hand on her shoulder.

He leaned in ever so slightly as his fingers fell on her right leg, which was slightly impaired, and began to rub

why she still dared

was drawn through them. Victoria felt goosebumps all over her, her