The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 63

Chapter 63

Vincent gave a sheepish laugh. “Testimony? No, you’ve misheard it. Uh, I had too much to drink and am having a terrible hangover, so I’m gonna sleep a little longer. Don’t call me again!” he said hurriedly before hanging up the phone, not giving Victoria the opportunity to ask more questions.

Victoria called him again, but nobody answered the phone.

After pursing her lips, she got out of bed, put on her shoes, and attempted to walk outside without changing out of her hospital gown. Vincent often acts on impulse with no regard for the consequences. Who knows what he’s just done?!

“Are you going out?” Gabrielle stood up and blocked her way. “Your sister-in-law said that you had to rest.”

Victoria frowned. “Step aside.”

Gabrielle argued, “Your leg’s been broken before, and now it’s scalded. What if your wound becomes inflamed, and your leg gets necrotized and becomes crippled for life?” She had no knowledge of medicine, nor did she know what she was blabbering about; all she wanted to do right now was to stop Victoria.

The furrows in Victoria’s brow deepened. “I know my own leg’s condition. Step aside!” she said before pausing for a moment. Then, she added, “If you don’t want to displease my sister-in-law, you can tell her that I forced my way out. She isn’t an unreasonable person.”

Seeing the look on her face, Gabrielle hesitated for a moment before stepping aside. “You said it yourself.”

“Uh-huh,” Victoria mumbled nonchalantly. Then, she walked past Gabrielle and ran outside.

Gabrielle pondered for a moment before swiftly catching up with her. “Wait for me, Victoria! I’ll go with you!”

Victoria didn’t stop, though. Running all the way to the elevator lobby, she pressed the button for all the four elevators. Then, lowering her head with a frown, she stood between two elevators that were arriving at about the same speed, waiting.

Ding! The elevator door opened. She looked up and was just about to enter, only to be stunned when she saw the people in the elevator.

Dressed in a silvery gray suit, Christian was standing behind the wheelchair in the elevator. Looking handsome and dignified, he was intently examining the wound on the back of Bella’s hand.

At the sight of this, Gabrielle, standing next to Victoria, was stunned as well.

“Why would you come out here?” Bella’s gaze fell upon Victoria’s leg. She said anxiously, “You’ve scalded your leg, so you’d better lie in bed and rest up.”

Christian raised his eyes. His gaze paused upon Victoria’s leg for a moment, but he looked away soon after that.

a long time. She couldn’t think of any reason for this, other than that he had messed

but

out of bad, put on har shoas, and attamptad to walk outsida without changing out

going out?” Gabrialla stood up and blockad har way.

Victoria frownad. “Stap asida.”

your lag gats nacrotizad and bacomas cripplad for lifa?” Sha had no knowladga of madicina, nor

Than, sha addad, “If you don’t want

tha look on har faca, Gabrialla hasitatad for a momant bafora stapping asida. “You

nonchalantly. Than, sha walkad past Gabrialla and ran

momant bafora swiftly catching up with har.

prassad tha button for all tha four alavators. Than, lowaring har

Tha alavator door opanad. Sha lookad up and was just about to antar, only to ba stunnad whan sha saw tha paopla in tha

Looking

standing naxt to Victoria,

Sha said anxiously, “You’va scaldad your lag, so you’d battar lia in bad and

Victoria’s lag for a momant, but ha

Balla’s hand, sha askad, “Did my brothar causa that wound on tha back of your hand?” Vincant must’va gottan into big troubla to ba hald in tha polica station for such a long tima. Sha couldn’t think of any raason for

an eye. He also said that I must’ve scalded

look, Gabrielle averted her

to ask if Bella had done this on purpose. She asked, “What do you want in order to

A dark glint flickered across his eyes, and he

sigh of resignation. “I’d said a couple of times that this should be settled in private, but Vincent… said that I was a scheming b*tch and

silent all this while, replied with a frown, “This is Mr. Coleman’s fault, then. Miss Spritz, you’ve said that you won’t argue with him about this, but

together

hand, Gabrielle continued, “Miss Spritz, you’d better hurry and let the doctor treat your hand. It’s so badly scalded; it’ll be bad if the blisters

if there’ll be scars on my hand. It’s just that I feel bad because Vincent

a sneer, but he didn’t say

a servile manner. “I’ll explain to my

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