The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 97

“It’s not your place to tell me whether it’s my fault or not, you slut!” Daisy cringed from the pain, but it didn’t deter her from hurling verbal abuses. “Victoria Coleman, you b*tch! Kill me if you dare!”

Victoria wrenched Daisy’s hair tighter and turned to Gabrielle. “Where are your scissors? Can you lend them to me for a minute?”

“Calm down, Victoria!” Gabrielle was scared silly when she heard ‘scissors’ and didn’t dare to hand them over, worried that someone would lose their life in their dorm tonight.

While she was trying her best to defuse the situation, Daisy wasn’t helping matters with all the nasty insults she was spewing from the side. “If you don’t kill me, you’re just a gutless b*tch, Coleman! You’re just a b*tch fit for the dogs!”

“Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?” Victoria decided to forgo asking Gabrielle’s assistance as she tied Daisy’s hands behind her back with her towel and let her curse all she wanted on the floor. Finally, under Gabrielle’s terrified, confused and anxious stare, she walked to Daisy’s bed, picked up a shoe, and stuffed it into her mouth.

Instantly, the dorm returned to silence, but everyone could still faintly hear Daisy’s whimpers.

Victoria walked over to her own desk, opened the drawer, and fished out a pair of scissors before crouching in front of Daisy, who stopped whimpering. The madness in her eyes had been swiftly replaced by fear when she saw Victoria returning with a pair of scissors.

“Victoria!” Gabrielle could feel her entire body turning into jelly as she stumbled toward Victoria, snatched the scissors from her with trembling hands, and stammered courageously, “I-It’s not worth it to turn into a murderer b-because of a person like Daisy!”

Victoria cast her a warning look. “Let go.”

“No… I-I’m not letting go.” Despite her overwhelming fear, she shook her head vigorously. “T-Think it over carefully. I know your family doesn’t acknowledge you, but y-your brother and sister-in-law still love—”

Victoria furrowed her brows slightly when she realized just where Gabrielle was coming from and cut her off, saying, “I’m not killing anyone.”

“Re—” Initially, Gabrielle wanted to ask her if it was true, but when she saw that it didn’t seem like she was about to go on a killing spree, she released the scissors and slumped to the floor, wiping off the sweat on her forehead in sheer relief.

of bewilderment and finally morphed into barely suppressed amusement. Victoria had hacked off Daisy’s long hair—which she had been taking care of meticulously—into bald patches that were no longer than a

things Jill had shed some light on, she was in a terrible mood. Yet, she couldn’t deny that giving Daisy an impromptu haircut was

a cigarette and lighter?” she asked, turning to

needed it. Despite pressing her hand against her lips to hold back her laughter, she managed to fumble through her things, shoulders shaking all the while, and passed those items

lit the cigarette and burned six dots on the top of Daisy’s head, careful not to hurt her scalp in the

Eventually, Gabrielle couldn’t suppress her

on the verge

even if Daisy wasn’t tired, she was done. There was only so much stupidity

the floor. This time, she didn’t bother to lash out at Victoria as she

eyes, she stared at the pile of hair on the floor and almost passed out

this point. “Daisy, you… Hic! That’s a wonderful look

adored her long hair, which now turned into this

a wig. That way, no one will see how you look now besides Gabrielle and me.” She paused and raised her voice. “But if you don’t know what’s good for you, I’ll send all those

merely glared at Victoria with resentment and loathing, wishing she could kill her from the bottom of her

Knock, knock.

before they could

rubbernecked to look inside, trying to catch a glimpse of some hot new gossip. Unfortunately, Charlotte slipped

had a gift box in her hand, and she was actually here to look for Victoria. Still, she accidentally caught sight of Daisy sporting a new hairstyle and

her backup, Daisy rushed to Charlotte, whining, “Just minutes ago, Victoria tied me up, insulted me by stuffing a shoe into my mouth, and even wanted to kill me with scissors! We can’t keep a murderer like