The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 61

His eyes bloodshot, Vincent pointed his finger at each of the staff members present. “All of you aren’t gonna call him down here, huh? Fine!” He strode toward the staircase. If they’re not gonna call him downstairs, I’ll look for him myself!

A hint of hesitation flickered across Teresa’s eyes. She wanted to stop him, but in the end, she merely followed behind him without saying a word.

The staff members looked at each other, but none of them dared to block Vincent’s way. The Colemans couldn’t compare with the Thatchers, but it wasn’t like they could afford to displease the former either.

Just then, the elevator door opened, and Christian wheeled Bella out in her wheelchair. “Were you looking for me?”

Upon hearing his voice, Vincent turned around and swung his fist at him without the slightest hesitation.

“Vincent!” Teresa hesitated for a moment before dashing forward to block Vincent’s way. Then, she shook her head at him.

“Get out of my way!” Vincent yanked Teresa out of his way. Striding up to Christian, he seized the man’s collar with both hands and uttered each word between clenched teeth, saying, “Christian Thatcher, are you a f*cking monster?!”

Teresa tugged at his arm while pleading with a choke in her voice, “Vincent, don’t do this.”

“Say it! Are you?” Vincent stared fixedly at Christian before tears sprang to his eyes. Wiping his tears with one hand, he growled, “Is my sister nothing to you because you only care about the woman you love?”

There were more and more people in the hall, and some even secretly took photos and videos of the scene.

Ignoring the irate Vincent, Christian darted an impassive glance at the crowd. “Is this fun to watch?”

their phones, not daring to

the elevator while wiggling her hips as her glistening eyes flickered. “Everyone, please

that, though many looked back as they

still uncertain who was in the wrong back then. Even if it was my sister’s fault, she’d already paid her dues. Why won’t you let

him. Then, he said in

for you!” Vincent’s eyes were blood red as he clutched Christian’s collar with all his might. “Let me ask you this, Christian—was it you who scalded Tori’s leg like

quickly came forward with a look of anxiety and guilt. “Vincent, Christian really isn’t to blame for this. It was me who scalded Victoria’s leg by accident while pouring tea. I’ll

tremendous strength. He mocked, “You want to pay for her medical expenses? Ha!” He took out his wallet, from which he produced a stack of cash and hurled it at her face. “I’m not f*cking short of cash! Is this money enough to pay for your medical expenses? If it’s not,

a sorry sight on her hands and knees with her lower body pinned under the wheelchair. She wanted to push the wheelchair away, but she didn’t have enough strength to do so. Her face was burning as the banknotes and the bank cards fell onto her and scattered around her, but her physical pain was nothing compared to the feelings of shame and embarrassment within

whispered, “That’s enough, Vincent. She’s a woman, after all. And besides,

continued, “She’s even

she removed the banknotes and cards from her head and

and took the wheelchair off

“Don’t you two like to give an eye for an eye? I’m

shrank at his words. “Vincent, what are

snatched a teapot from a passing waiter and splashed its contents onto Bella. Splash! Half of the hot water splashed onto

instantly reddened with several visible blisters forming on it. She bit her lip hard, arousing pity as tears

red one moment and pale the next. After saying a word, she couldn’t finish her sentence for a long

surprise flashed across Charlotte’s glistening eyes. After that, all that was left was a look

it off when she splashed the pot of f*cking tea onto my sister, huh?!” Veins stood out on Vincent’s forehead as his finger moved from the tip of Christian’s nose to Bella’s. “You should consider yourself lucky. You splashed a whole pot of tea onto