The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 57

It was so quiet in the office that one could hear a pin drop.

“Is there anything else, Mr. Thatcher? If not, I’m heading off to work.” It was a spacious office, but with Christian seated inside, it made Victoria feel as if all of the air had been sucked out.

Christian lightly chuckled with a hint of sarcasm in his dark, unclear eyes. “Should I increase the salary of someone who works hard and loves her career?”

“You’re joking, Mr. Thatcher. This is the basic duty of my job.” Victoria was tense, which made him dissatisfied again.

In short, as long as she was Victoria Coleman, whatever she did would always irritate him.

“Is it your duty to intentionally leave your clothes at my home?” Christian snorted as he placed the teacup and lifted a bag from his feet to throw it on the table.

When she saw the bag, she finally remembered that she had forgotten to take home her clothes.

“You have nothing to say, huh?” He rose to his height and walked in front of her to look down at her.

She lowered her head to a level below his shoulders and such a servile manner was making her uncomfortable.

However, no matter how uncomfortable she was, he never cared to think about it.

The pressure that Christian’s height brought to Victoria was extremely heavy, which resulted in her taking a few more steps back while she explained, “It wasn’t intentional.”

She had been in such pain that she wanted to head to the hospital and completely forgot about her clothes at that moment.

“Such a clumsy explanation.” Christian raised Victoria’s chin to force her to look at him. “Victoria, didn’t I tell you before that you should always have a good excuse when you want to lie?”

“How sure are you that it is a lie and not a fact, Mr. Thatcher? Just because you don’t have a good impression of me, whatever I do has a motive?” Victoria clenched the corner of his clothes tightly and regretted it as soon as she finished her sentence.

Such an attitude would only deepen his dissatisfaction toward her.

Christian released her chin and caressed the scar on her forehead while his eyes darkened. “Victoria…”

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have spoken to you in such a manner.” A sharp blade seemed to have touched the place where he had caressed moments earlier and a layer of cold sweat started to form on Victoria’s nose. “About the accident that happened in the car yesterday… I’m sorry. It’s all my fault.”

He looked at the panic she tried to suppress and almost gave an invisible frown before he sat on the chair again. “The tea is cold.”

restlessly. She accidentally scalded her hand when she passed it to him, but she didn’t dare to

Christian saw her red hand, his eyes darkened as he took the teacup. Yet, he lost his

gastric. I drank too much yesterday and my stomach hurt so much that I was in urgent need to head to the hospital. That was the reason why I forgot the clothes.” Victoria had no idea whether he would buy her explanation, but she felt that she should still explain

simple—she

He leaned against the back of the chair

spoke cautiously after remembering Gabrielle’s words. “I have learned some massage

his legs and placed his hands

twitched a few times,

said

him. With a deep breath, she placed her hand on his shoulder while shaking. After a while, when she noticed that he had closed his eyes and said nothing, she gradually stopped trembling and secretly glanced at

the features of his handsome

unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt. The slightly exposed chest muscles were radiating

Suddenly, Victoria’s pupils shrank.

muscles and his collarbone—it was something that she

not a method for you to vent your anger?” Christian opened his eyes

to look away as she released her strength. “I’m sorry. It’s just that I haven’t worked on my skills for a long time, so I’m a little rusty and can’t control the intensity of my

heard that Cameron had resigned, she had wanted to ask about the jade pendant, but couldn’t do anything

you given a lot of people massages?” Christian straightened up and rubbed his slightly swollen eyebrows. He had returned last night to deal with some documents for

took the teocup. Yet, he lost his mood to drink it ond ploced the cup

ond my stomoch hurt so much thot I wos in urgent need to heod to the hospitol. Thot wos the reoson why I forgot the clothes.” Victorio hod no ideo

wos simple—she couldn’t beor

hummed, but there wos no sign of onger. He leoned ogoinst the bock of the choir ond rolled his shoulders while

this, she wos hesitont, but spoke coutiously ofter remembering Gobrielle’s words. “I hove leorned some mossoge

his legs ond ploced his honds on

o few times, but she didn’t

soid voguely os he

toword him. With o deep breoth, she ploced her hond on his shoulder while shoking. After o while, when she noticed

it softened the feotures of his hondsome foce, which

conditioner in the office wos too hot, so he hod unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt.

Suddenly, Victorio’s pupils shronk.

wos something thot she gove to Comeron before. How could it be on

o mossoge ond not o method for you to