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?”

put down their phones, not daring to

flickered. “Everyone, please delete the photos and videos

after that, though

still uncertain

darted an impassive look at him. Then, he said

in life was to be so f*cking blind as to fall for you!” Vincent’s eyes were blood red as

blame for this. It was me who scalded Victoria’s leg by accident while pouring tea.

Christian and knocked Bella’s wheelchair over with 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,

do so. Her face was burning as the banknotes and the bank cards fell onto her and

Vincent wanted to hit her, Teresa stopped him and whispered, “That’s enough, Vincent. She’s

the ground. He continued, “She’s even accused Tori of trying to run her over with a car! Like hell I’ll

‘cripple’ as she removed

the wheelchair off Bella. Then, he lifted her up and

Rage and resentment screamed and charged through Vincent’s veins when he saw how Christian tended Bella with painstaking care. “Don’t you two like to give an eye for an eye? I’m

at his words. “Vincent, what

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

injuries were, but the back of Bella’s delicate hand instantly reddened with several visible blisters forming

pale the next. After saying a word, she couldn’t finish her

After that,

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 my sister, but