The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 80

Chapter 80

Outside the door, Matthew and Janice’s voices could be heard, and although it wasn’t clear, Victoria could listen to the tone that they were kidding around, but Janice seemed slightly annoyed.

She stretched out her palms, glanced at the thin calluses on her palm, and laughed lightly, but the laughter didn’t reach her eyes.

At 5.30PM, Vincent came with a bunch of food that she liked. “I went to a few places and was queuing up the whole afternoon to buy everything. Eat more of it.”

After he placed the food on the table, he handed her a set of cutlery and a food container before placing a bottle of white wine on the table.

“Why are you in the mood for a drink?” she asked casually. Her brother usually didn’t like alcohol as he found the taste horrible.

He suppressed the frustrations in his heart as he poured himself half a glass and finished it in a gulp. “I just feel like having some.”

As he wasn’t wearing his jacket and tie, his shirt opened up a little when he made a huge show of drinking, revealing a fingernail mark from the lower right side of his neck to his collarbone.

“Why do you have a scratch on your neck?” Victoria asked with a frown while setting aside the fork.

He was alarmed by her keen eyes, so he pulled his collar tightly and frantically wore a sheepish expression. “Why are you asking me when you’ve already seen it? We’re all adults. Can’t you guess how I got that scratch?”

“Vince.” Victoria stared straight at him with her dark, calm eyes.

He scratched his neck awkwardly as he mumbled, “Why do you seem like a changed person after two years in jail?”

“Don’t change the subject,” she warned.

It didn’t take long for a frustrated Vincent to cave since he had long wanted to complain to someone. Thus, he slammed the fork on the table angrily before telling her everything that happened today with some embellishment.

end, he furrowed his brows tightly and took a sip of wine. “And I really f*cking thought

is right,” Victoria said softly, sadness

wholly puzzled,

is right. Dad said so much about being oppressed the whole time, but more than that,

that’s why Bella used the amusement park project to pacify Dad… she

her that her father would one day make use

Vincent’s face kept changing until he finally looked forlorn and picked up the bottle as he drank straight from it; his tears mixed with the wine and flowed

felt

Tori?” Vincent balled his fists repeatedly as he choked on his words, “Mom and Dad

pieces of tissue and wiped away the tears and wine on his face. “You’ve been out for

the old man that I’m not going back to the Coleman Family anymore!” Since he rarely drank, it was only natural for him to be unable to hold his liquor. Hence, his eyes were already

“If you don’t return, what should Teresa and the kids do? Vince, you’re already an adult.

Mom and Dad not believe…” Before he

the bed, endured the pain in her leg, and carried him to the side bed

work in jail and in Delta Club, she had relatively

his tear-streaked face tenderly amidst his drunken mumblings. Then, she staggered out of the ward and stood in a daze at a window

of the jagged trees were its limbs, lurching at her

outside when you’re injured? Don’t you want your

her, and her body turned taut with tension. She immediately felt like she was in an ice

her head and greeted

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injured right legnovelxo.com fast update. His brows furrowed ever so slightly, but he didn’t

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