The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 103

Christian stood in the southwest corner of Room 505. It was hard to read his expression when he had his gaze lowered, but the veins protruding on his temples explained everything.

“I will get two people to come over.” Charlotte’s eyebrows jumped when she touched the clothes on the floor. She then looked away and turned before she walked out of there.

Christian only looked up at her then and his rugged voice was cold as he stated, “No need for that.”

“How are you supposed to handle this?” She stopped in her tracks and turned around.

As soon as she asked that, he picked up a broken piece of the wine glass and stabbed his thigh with it without any emotion on his face. He swiftly threw it on the floor before he walked slowly to the couch to take a seat.

Blood soon seeped through his suit pants and flowed from his shoe while it pooled at his feet. It was a sight that could give anyone a fright.

Her mouth slightly parted at that. Even though she had seen him acting cruel toward others, it still surprised her to see him treat himself that way.

“Tsk!” No longer saying anything unnecessary, she took out her phone. Subsequently, she informed someone to prepare a car and had two people come and help him into the car.

Right after the phone call ended, someone kicked the door to the private room open from outside.

With a gloomy face and no shirt on, Vincent rushed in without sparing a look at Charlotte and went straight to Christian, who was sitting on the couch.

“You seem to be in a bad mood.” Charlotte smilingly blocked him.

Vincent, however, was in no mood to exchange pleasantries with her. After brushing aside a handful of hair, he roared, “Piss off!”

if I don’t piss off?” Her voice ended on a teasing note and she narrowed her eyes like a

don’t move, don’t blame me for laying my

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Charlotte

his thigh, then at Vincent,

you touch a single hair of mine, I will make sure that you come in walking and leave the room getting

touched with all his might, his face livid as if

offended at all as she watched him with a smile on

bloodshot eyes, Vincent sapt on the ground and pointed at Christian. “Step out and let me

smiled. “You are funny, Mr. Coleman.

knows why!” After Vincent roared at Charlotte, he turned to look at Christian and his eyes were filled with hatred and anger. “Christian Thatcher, you f*cking threw her out bare naked!

this, Charlotte slightly raised her eyebrows as if she wanted to say something, but

still had blood dripping to the floor from his thigh when he stood up and walked to Vincent. His face was pale, but his aura was the

glint in their eyes as their desire to hear the gossip was fueled. Though their heads were lowered, their ears were

think that we would have been so immoral as to blackmail you with photos if you hadn’t pushed us to a

completely different person after she was sent to prison for two years

only that, you made it impossible for

felt his heart ache ever-so slightly, but his anger overshadowed all his other emotions. “Push

f*cker…” As Vincent’s eyes turned red, he immediately shoved Charlotte and