The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 87

Evelyn frowned slightly before her facial expression smoothed out. “I shouldn’t keep you here any longer as your clothes are dirty. You should return home and get changed. Amy, see our guest out.”
Evelyn frowned slightly before her facial expression smoothed out. “I shouldn’t keep you here any longer as your clothes are dirty. You should return home and get changed. Amy, see our guest out.”

“Miss Spritz, shall we?” Amy stood behind Bella’s wheelchair and held its handles.

Bella looked at Evelyn with mixed feelings before mumbling a soft okay. With that, Amy promptly pushed her wheelchair out of the house.

Grey clouds suddenly took over the blue skies. Just then, a bolt of loud thunder boomed across the city, and it started pouring like cats and dogs.

Victoria was laying sideways on her bed, curling herself into a ball as she hugged her knees. There was only one thought in her head when she looked at the gift box beside her pillow.

I must succeed! If Christian wouldn’t budge after he slept with me, I’ll use evidence such as pictures or videos of us having s*x to threaten him to give in to my request! I do not doubt that Christian would torture me badly if I failed. After all, he had always been ruthless. He might even kill me. Death would be a form of relief for me too…

Creak.

The moment the door opened, she shot up from her bed and looked in the direction of the sound with vigilance.

When she noticed that it was Evelyn, she relaxed a little. “Mrs. Thatcher.”

“It’s me.” Evelyn approached Victoria with her right hand behind her back, only presenting her with a gift when she reached the bed. “I’ll be busy organizing your birthday party tomorrow so I thought I should give you your present first. Happy birthday, Tori. Stay se… seventeen forever. I wish that you’re always happy, safe, and healthy.”

“Mrs. Thatcher, thank you,” Victoria said.

The gift did not have any flashy wrappings. Instead, it was a square, transparent glass box. Inside it was an exquisite and beautiful diamond crown.

This crown was a gift Evelyn promised to give Victoria for her 18th birthday. She said Victoria could wear this crown at her wedding ceremony with Christian.

However, things after that happened too quickly. Victoria did not even have a chance to get this gift from Evelyn because she already had her legs broken and was sent to prison.

“But I can’t accept this.” Victoria cradled the gift as though it was something precious before she returned the box to Evelyn. She then closed her eyes and murmured, “This belongs to the daughter-in-law of the Thatcher Family. It’s impossible between President Thatcher and me.”

In the past, Victoria hated it when others told her that she couldn’t marry Christian. Yet, she was the one saying this herself now. How ironic.

Evelyn didn’t take it. “Who told you that? If you’re my daughter-in-law, then this gift will be for the daughter-in-law of the Thatcher Family. If you’re not, then this is for you. So take it, or I’ll be upset.”

Clatter.

At this time, the door suddenly opened, and Christian entered. He was donned in a tailored suit emphasizing his broad shoulders, slender torso, and long legs. He looked like royalty.

The transparent gift box in Victoria’s hands was shaking as soon as she noticed his entrance; the light that reflected off the box’s surface shone on her face, making her appear even pallid than she was.

She licked her cracked lips and got off the bed to pass the gift box to Christian with both hands subserviently. “Mrs. Thatcher said this is a gift for you.”

snatch such a small thing from you.” Christian’s gaze dimmed slightly when he glanced at the diamond crown in the glass box. He looked to the side a little, his eyes falling on her

gaze dimmed slightly when he glanced at the diamond crown in the

Evelyn’s side, the gift box in her hand. “Mrs. Thatcher, I think you should keep this first since President Thatcher doesn’t want it. Then, you can personally give this

accept this gift in front of Christian, he would probably think she still had any delusional thoughts

and said

three bags in his hands. “As you requested, I ordered three limited

not sure if your style changed, so I got Chris to order a few of

Mrs. Thatcher.” Victoria received the bags and just put them on her bed without even opening them before returning to Evelyn’s side, standing

looked at the crown in the transparent display. Finally, she held the gift box in one hand and dragged Christian out of the room with the other.

door and, after exiting the room with Christian, firmly closed

hosting a birthday party for Tori at Oriental Hotel tomorrow. You should come.” Evelyn passed the glass box to a maid next to her and asked the latter to keep the

a moment before he started to descend the spiral

must attend Tori’s birthday party tomorrow. Can you do that?” Evelyn rubbed her temples

turned

“11.00PM,” Evelyn said.

he headed for the door, “I’ll drop by before

her son, who was half a head taller than her. So, she looked at him before saying, “Can we sit down

on the couch, his leg elegantly crossed

that had been placed on the table for quite some time had oxidized by now. Therefore, the maids replaced them with fresh ones along with

why do you still treat Tori this way? I couldn’t understand even after

into a thin line, his slender fingers knocking on the tabletop. “Mom, when did

he glonced ot the diomond

in her hond. “Mrs. Thotcher, I think you should keep this first since President Thotcher doesn’t wont it. Then, you con personolly give this to Miss

to occept this gift in front of Christion, he would probobly think she still hod ony

Evelyn received the box ond soid to Christion, “Chris,

in his honds. “As you requested,

ond then ploced them into Victorio’s honds. “I’m not sure if your style chonged, so I

them on her bed

looked ot the crown in the tronsporent disploy. Finolly, she held the gift box in one hond ond drogged Christion out of the room with the other. “Whot’s o mon like you doing here? Toris’ too shy

door ond, ofter exiting the room with Christion,

hosting o birthdoy porty for Tori ot Orientol Hotel tomorrow. You should come.” Evelyn possed the gloss

before he storted to descend the spirol stoirs ogoin.

ottend Tori’s birthdoy porty tomorrow. Con you

before he turned to

“11.00PM,” Evelyn soid.

he heoded for the door, “I’ll drop by before it