The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 89

Christian twirled the wine glass as the red liquid swirled, forming a slight vortex. The sight of it was as stunning as it was depressing.
Christian twirled the wine glass as the red liquid swirled, forming a slight vortex. The sight of it was as stunning as it was depressing.

“Isn’t it a little unfair for me to drink a glass of wine while you drink half a glass of juice, Miss Coleman?” Anthony placed an empty wine glass on the table. Then, he took a new one from the waiter’s tray and handed it to Victoria with a smile, saying ambiguously, “Well, I won’t force you. How about this? You take a sip, and I’ll finish it for you.”

After he said this, he shot Christian a suggestive look.

The rim of the glass was stained with Victoria’s lipstick, and she pursed her lips tightly before taking the wine glass from his hand. “It’s only fair if I drink a glass now that you’ve drunk one.”

“Hey, it’s okay—” Anthony had a mischievous smile. Instead of letting go of the glass, he placed his hand on hers. “I’m a man, and you’re a woman. Wouldn’t it be unchivalrous of me if I let you drink a glass just because I did? Take a sip, and I’ll drink the rest.”

She looked at the hand on top of hers and gritted her teeth.

Anthony was making it clear that he was flirting with her. However, she was returning to Delta Club after today. She was afraid that he would keep pestering her if she didn’t do what he wanted.

“Was the water from the pool not enough?” Christian shot Anthony a hard look and removed Victoria from his grasp as he pulled her behind him.

Bella saw this as soon as she came in and the smile on his face froze. Nevertheless, she instantly smoothed her face out.

“Mr. Thatcher, are you offended?” When Anthony remembered how disheveled he was at the party, his face immediately sank, but he could only force a smile. “I’m just joking around with Miss Coleman. Please don’t take it to heart. I’m sorry about that.”

Finally, he took the glass of wine and downed it before placing the empty glass back on the table.

“Watch your mouth and your hands. This is my woman. Even if I don’t want her anymore, she’s not yours to take,” Christian warned slowly as his hawk-like gaze was fixated on Anthony.

Victoria clenched her fists tightly when she heard his declaration; her knuckles turned white from how tightly she was balling them.

What did Christian take me for? An object?

“I’m used to passing around women with my friends. I didn’t know that Mr. Thatcher was so particular about her. This is my fault. I won’t repeat my mistake again.” Several expressions flashed across his face as dissatisfaction filled his eyes. Yet, he still put up a pleasing smile on his face.

Christian ignored him, turned around, and spoke to Victoria, “Give me your hand.”

After she stretched out her hand, he poured two glasses of champagne on it and washed it before giving her a few tissues to clean her hand.

After she stretched out her hand, he poured two glasses of champagne on it and washed it before giving her a few tissues to clean her hand.

your hands.” Does he think I’m dirty?! She endured the humiliation as she dried

gulped down five or six glasses of red wine in

the other way,” Christian said as he wiped his champagne-stained hand with a tissue. After he threw it aside, he sauntered away from the crowd.

out an affirmative hum before

had left, Anthony finally couldn’t restrain his temper as he slammed the empty wine glass on the table, spat on the ground, and scolded, “What the f*ck?! The audacity

A brunette woman came over and threw herself onto him,

his voice a little as his eyes burned

of Mr. Thatcher, but you’re in someone else’s territory. You shouldn’t be so

pushed her away irritably as he stared at Victoria’s back. The more he doesn’t let me f*ck

behind Christian obediently, and they had only taken a dozen steps

up.” Bella’s voice was soft and sweet

Victoria frowned, she still halted in her tracks. She raised her head and looked up, expecting Christian to do the same. Regardless, it was as though

lips and did not bother to

Bella pushed her wheelchair toward Victoria with a pleasant smile

of Bella walking towards the red sports

looked at Bella indifferently.

a gift box from the wheelchair and handed

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