The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 90

“It’s her! She was the one that ran over Miss Spritz! She’s still being rescued right now!”
“It’s her! She was the one that ran over Miss Spritz! She’s still being rescued right now!”

“Aren’t the two of them good friends? Why did Victoria have to go to such extremes?”

“Even if they aren’t friends, how can she be so cruel? This…Isn’t this murder?”

“It’s no surprise, really. Just like her brother, the two siblings have always been sitting on their high horses, bullying their classmates in school. If it weren’t for how powerful the Colemans are, these two siblings would’ve been jailed long ago.”

A few people were waiting in front of the hotel elevator, and they all stared at her, just like everyone else. But, their mouths were opening and closing, clearly saying something.

However, Victoria couldn’t hear a word. In her head, they were all criticizing and laughing at her. She ran past the elevator with a pale face as she lifted her skirt and ran right into a relatively hidden stairwell.

The stairwell was pitch-black. Her high heels’ rapid, clacking sound turned on the voice-activated light, but the stairwell returned to darkness once she ran past it.

The stairwell lopped endlessly, just like the nightmare she was experiencing. She just couldn’t get to the end.

Bang!

Victoria stubbed her foot and rolled down the stairs. Thankfully, she only rolled down two or three steps before she stopped, so there were no serious injuries.

Then, silence followed. The stairs’ lights dimmed down instantly, and the whole place was dark and quiet.

There was a faint sound of water droplets falling to the ground. Soon, the dripping sound became more prominent as it fell to the ground faster and faster.

Victoria was curled up as she hugged her legs to her chest tightly. Tears stained her whole face as she sniffed and wiped the tears with the hem of her skirt. She stared blankly at the darkness ahead. She didn’t want to move an inch or speak; there were so many things she didn’t want to do.

Cold.

The stairwell was cold but not as cold as her heart.

Maybe if she died here, it would be the janitors that would find her.

She wrapped her hands around her knees and rested her chin on them as her body ached.

It wasn’t that she had never considered exposing Bella after she had gotten out of prison. It wasn’t that she didn’t know that Christian and her parents would be drowning in guilt after knowing the truth. It also wasn’t because she hadn’t thought about getting Bella to apologize to her repeatedly…

But when she was released, she realized that all those were just daydreams and she was living in the real world.

She had no evidence against Bella. Thus, she could only suffer under Christian and Bella’s shadows, hoping her torment would end one day.

“Tori? Tori, where are you?” A hasty and anxious male voice echoed in the corridor. Victoria immediately burst into tears again but still stubbornly refused to make a sound.

where are you?” A hasty and anxious male voice echoed in the corridor. Victoria immediately burst into tears again but still

out.

us what you’ve been through.

Victoria bit her bottom lip tightly until

Click.

got closer and closer, and the voice-activated lights came

sight of Victoria curled up at the bottom of the stairwell, he was stunned. He felt his heart tortured at her pitiful state as if it had been pierced by a

the corner; her hair was a little messy, and

bent over, and because of how thin she was, the dress outlined her spine, coupled with scars on the shoulders, giving her a morbid sense of

she couldn’t lose weight in the past, and her face was always a little chubby with some

her head and looked at him blankly; her voice was

mouth as tears streamed down her cheeks. Then, she dragged her husband, who was still in a daze, beside

beat you?” Vincent quickly rushed over. He couldn’t find a handkerchief or a tissue, so he simply took off his suit and

in her mouth as she

lifted her skirt impatiently and checked her ankles. Although they weren’t swollen, they were obviously

wounds were nothing compared to the crisscrossing

turned red-rimmed as he gritted his teeth at those terrible scars, throwing a few punches on the ground. Soon, blood began to drip

Teresa nudged him anxiously. “What are you

Teresa, you can leave with my brother. I just want to be alone for

lot these past two years?” Vincent asked bitterly as he sat down beside her and rested his

ond onxious mole voice echoed in the corridor. Victorio immediotely burst into

where ore you? Come out.

been through. You don’t hove to suffer olone

Victorio bit her bottom lip tightly until they bled ond didn’t remoin

Click.

got closer ond closer, ond the voice-octivoted lights come

Victorio curled up ot the bottom of the stoirwell, he wos stunned. He felt his heort

corner; her hoir wos

thin she wos, the dress outlined her spine, coupled with scors on the shoulders, giving

distressed him further. He remembered how she couldn’t lose weight in the

heod ond looked ot him blonkly; her voice

her cheeks. Then, she drogged her

someone beot you?” Vincent quickly rushed over. He couldn’t find o hondkerchief or o tissue, so he simply took

toste of blood in her mouth

He lifted her skirt impotiently

these minor wounds were nothing compored to the crisscrossing