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.

She looked at the time, and people should be

flashed across her mind, the door

mile away.” Charlotte walked in, smiling. She was wearing the simplest office wear, but it still

trained on Victoria. “A certain someone overdid it and let me wait at the door for half an hour in the morning. Who wouldn’t be

to tell her tall tale, not intending to

hand, raising a corner of her eye as she said pointedly, “If not,

she cast a sideways glance at Victoria. Then, she grudgingly went back to her

don’t have to work today. Mr. Thatcher will be here in about half an hour, so hurry up and gather your things. Mr. Thatcher will tell you what to do

out from beneath the blanket, a searching gaze in her eyes. “Victoria, does Mr. Thatcher know

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

eyes went out as she smiled awkwardly. She pulled

so she put on the outfit she

about to sit in the passenger seat when

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

smell on him seemed to envelope her like an invisible net, suffocating

carefully inched to the right, intending to put more distance

strong arm wrapped around her waist. She tensed up, and before

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

to look him in the eye. “I haven’t seen her in

Evelyn’s birthday banquet as well. Victoria wanted to see

could hear his strong heartbeat, and she felt uncomfortable all over. She pressed her left hand on the seat

and pressed a hand on her shoulder. Her hand

ever so slightly as his fingers fell on her right leg, which was slightly impaired, and began to rub it. “Was the

why she still dared

knife was drawn through them. Victoria felt goosebumps all over her, her delicate eyelashes quivering