The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 69

Standing in front of the desk with his back to her, Christian picked up his cup of tea and held it to his lips as a dark glint flickered in his eyes. “There’s no fun in punishing you.”

Does he mean that he’s not gonna let Vincent off?! Victoria stood up with a frown before forcing herself to sit down again. Trying to maintain her composure as much as possible, she asked, “I’m not as smart as Miss Spritz is. Mr. Thatcher, could you make yourself clear?”

Christian replied, “Delta Club’s hall has been smashed up. There’s no way you could afford to pay for it in your lifetime with your current salary.” The vases Vincent had smashed were basically antiques.

“You don’t have to worry about this. My brother will compensate for financial losses,” Victoria replied.

Christian put down his teacup and turned around to look at her before putting his hands on the desk behind him for support. “Is he gonna pay me the original price for the things he smashed? That means I’ll only get 100 for every 100 that I’ve lent out. It counts as a loss of money for me.”

“You can tell my brother how much you think he should pay as compensation. He won’t bargain over the price.” Victoria was somewhat relieved. Since he mentions money, there’s probably room for maneuver with this.

“I don’t need him to pay me money.” An inscrutable look flashed across Christian’s eyes as his gaze fell upon her swollen cheek. “I’m very interested in the land that the Coleman Group bid for in Glogan’s newly developed area.”

Victoria fell silent. She had no say in the Coleman Group’s affairs both in the past and the present.

“You’re reluctant to give up the land? Never mind then,” Christian said nonchalantly.

“No, I’m not reluctant!” Victoria said before realizing that she had gotten too emotional. After collecting herself, she said, “It’s just that I can’t make any decisions about this. I have to let my brother discuss it with his family.”

Christian smiled as her figure was reflected in his pupils. “You’d better hurry up, then. My patience is limited.”

Victoria nodded before walking to the door with a frown. Her family was already very displeased with her after she went to jail two years ago for running Bella over with a car. Now that Vincent had gotten into trouble and had to lose a piece of land because of her, her parents would probably hate her even more.

She had just placed her hand on the doorknob when Christian called out to her. “Wait a minute.”

Victoria turned around with her head down, asking, “Mr. Thatcher, is there anything else you want to talk to me about?”

of tea and held it to his lips, but he then turned to look at her instead of drinking from it. “Lucas

There were many in their circle who had a promiscuous lifestyle, but she’d always thought that Lucas was an exception. Little did she think

response, Christian let out a snort and placed down his teacup on his desk with an almost imperceptible frown.

office in a daze

The elevator arrived

see you here.” Janice stood outside the elevator with a look of surprise on her face. “We’ve met twice in a day. This

stepped out of the elevator while managing

a slight nod. Then, grabbing Janice by the back of her collar, he entered the elevator

are you doing, Mr. Buckley?” Janice glared at him with her hands on her hips. “I still have a couple of things

nose with a standard smile on his handsome face. “It doesn’t make a difference

beautiful way. She muttered, “What a

asked while placing his right

you look especially handsome in this suit today. In fact, you look much more handsome than usual. You’re

squeezed her hair bun. “Why waste your breath saying something that

Janice was rendered speechless.

on the 36th floor. Janice followed behind Matthew, but when she saw the words ‘President’s Office,’

her collar and dragged her

cold feet. It’s that I’m having my

at her with a smile. “If my memory serves me

she were

me?” Matthew raised his eyebrows slightly. Seeing how she nodded vigorously, he got so angry that he laughed instead. “Great. We’ve got a new case today. Go back and sort out the files about the

Buckley! I love you—” By the time she uttered the last

sigh while massaging the aching space between his eyebrows. Then, he walked up to the president’s office and knocked on the

voice sounded from the