The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 86

Victoria was unsure if Evelyn noticed her oddity because she continued, “I initially wanted to host your party here, but Chris’ grandfather cares that you went to prison before. So, he allowed us to have the party, but not here.”
Victoria was unsure if Evelyn noticed her oddity because she continued, “I initially wanted to host your party here, but Chris’ grandfather cares that you went to prison before. So, he allowed us to have the party, but not here.”

“It’s fine then. Mrs. Thatcher, I appreciate it, but you really don’t need to do this,” Victoria said hurriedly while she picked up her cutlery from the ground and placed it back on the table.

A maid came over and exchanged her used cutlery for a set of new ones.

“I want to help, but there’s nothing much I can do for you,” Evelyn sighed, and Victoria was not sure if she was referring to her birthday party or some other matter.

“Mrs. Thatcher, don’t be too hard on yourself. You’ve done enough for me. A birthday party is just a form of celebration, and I don’t mind not having one.” Victoria’s expression had returned to normal now, but she still looked pale.

“The thing now is that other people care about whether we have this celebration for you. This is the first birthday you’re going to have after your release from prison, and you can’t imagine how many people are keeping their eyes on this matter. If we don’t throw you a grand celebration, you’ll truly look like we have abandoned you,” Evelyn explained.

Victoria took a bite of her meal, the food tasting like ash. “No matter what other people say, it’s true that I was abandoned, just like a sacrificial piece in a chess match.”

“I already hired people to prepare for your birthday party, and we’ve sent the invitation out. You just need to accompany me tomorrow,” Evelyn concluded the matter without asking for Victoria’s opinion again.

Since she had sent out the invitation, there was no way for Victoria to refuse this anymore. She wilted slightly as she hung her head while continuing to shovel food in her mouth.

After lunch, Bella came and chatted with Evelyn in the living room. After a moment, she smiled and said to Victoria, “I’m thirsty from all the talking. Could you bring me the fruit platter on the table?”

Victoria didn’t move.

Christian was not around, so she did not need to be afraid of offending him by being disrespectful toward Bella. Therefore, it was unnecessary for her to put on a show.

When Bella saw that Victoria wasn’t obeying her, she remembered something and said sincerely, “Just so you know, I’m only asking you to help because I have trouble moving around myself. I’m not treating you as a maid or anything. Perhaps it’s because you’ve been working at Delta Club for too long, so you’ll think I’m ordering you around when I asked for your help to take something. If I offended you earlier, please forgive me.”

She put an emphasis on ‘Delta Club’ and glanced at Evelyn subtly when she said that.

She put an emphasis on ‘Delta Club’ and glanced at Evelyn subtly when she said that.

Evelyn’s smile diminished a little while she ate the fruits daintily.

“Miss Spritz, you can become a scriptwriter if you can’t dance anymore. I think you’ll make it big with your soap operas,” Victoria said lightly.

in jail for the last two years. Now, I’m working in the Finance Department of Spritz Group, so I guess I can’t

hers was like a knife that was dipped into poison, piercing right at

just pursed her lips and wisely kept her

You were in jail before, so reputable universities probably would not take you in. You don’t have to worry that much. Once you decide which university you want to enroll in, I can ask Chris to

Victoria stood up and brought

of apple and smiled. “I guess I still needed your help

you love talking

As for you, I’d recommend you to get your legs checked if you can afford it. It’ll be terrible if your condition worsens and you develop a

it. The fruits fell on Bella’s shirt before they rolled to

pieces of broken plate among the

little to apologize, but her tone

a chuckle, the wrinkles by her eyes rippling. She looked

another plate of fruits. Wait, make it a few more dishes. It’s hot out there,

before leaving the

emphosis on ‘Delto Club’ ond

little while

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wos like o knife thot wos dipped into poison, piercing right

ond

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so much?” Victorio stood up ond brought the fruit plotter to

ond smiled. “I guess I still needed your help in the end. Thonks

o problem wolking oround, ond you love tolking so much, so I’d suggest you bring o bottle of woter with you ot oll times,”

months’ time. As for you, I’d recommend you to get your legs

the plote of fruits before releosing it. The fruits fell on Bello’s shirt before

o slom, the plote broke. The white pieces of broken plote omong the colorful fruits creoted o mosterpiece in

o little to opologize, but her tone