The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 118

Right after Charlotte said that, the elevator dinged and she entered the elevator with a charming smile on the corner of her lips.

On the other hand, Victoria pressed her lips even tighter when she looked at the thermos flask in her hands before she trudged to the elevator.

The Spritz siblings might be unavoidable dog poo, but Christian was a ferocious hound that had almost killed her with his bites a few times now. Even though she hated him and wanted to kill him if possible, she was pressed under his sharp claws. She had no choice but to submit to him in order to avoid being torn to shreds.

There were a lot of people in the hospital. An old man with a missing left arm, and had a prosthetic calf and a face full of wrinkles lit up when he saw Victoria. He then patted the equally disabled young man beside him and pointed in Victoria’s.

Another pair of eyes lit up then.

Supporting each other, the men limped their way to Victoria and stopped her.

When she looked up, she was greeted by two unfamiliar faces. One of the men was probably in his 60s or 70s from the looks of his a lined face, and the other was about 30 or 40 years old. This one had tanned skin and fine lines at the corners of his eyes.

Even though they were of different ages, they were both disabled people. Their clothes looked tidy, but it had obviously been washed so many times the colors were slightly faded. They also had on rarely-seen black shoes made of clothes.

Judging from their appearance, they either looked like beggars, or fraudsters that would go, “Little lady, I am a few dollars short on travel money. Can you please lend me a few bucks?”

She took a look at the two of them again to make sure she didn’t know them. “Is there something you need me for?” she asked.

Thump!

The men didn’t say a word, and only exchanged a brief glance before they fell to their knees. Their actions were so conspicuous that they immediately attracted the attention of the curious crowd.

Seeing this, Victoria only knitted her eyebrows together and looked at them with emotionless eyes. She didn’t help them up nor say a word.

“Don’t get us wrong!” The middle-aged man waved his hand at her twice when he noticed Victoria’s reaction. He then explained in broken standard English, “We are neither beggars nor swindlers. We are farmers who you have helped before! We wanted to thank you when we saw you!”

wiping his tears away as he listened to his companion speak in a dialect Victoria couldn’t

have never helped any farmers.” She only replied indifferently, “You got the wrong person.” She then walked away with the flask in her

hurriedly helped the old man up, then together they limped to Victoria before he blurted out, “We really are

your people’s words, construction workers. When the building collapsed, it injured a few of us, and there were also a few that died. Our employer ran off after the incident! If it wasn’t for you who sold the birthday gifts and donated the money

immediately tried to get to his knees again after he said

did she recall that she had asked Jill to sell all

floor and bent down to help the middle-aged man up. “You don’t have to thank me. I will be heading off. I have something

didn’t stay behind to listen to the endless praises the crowd were showering her in. She only bent forward to pick up the flask

should change places with me. You should stand here instead!” A robust middle-aged woman with a loud voice swiftly pulled Victoria to the front, and she herself stood at the back of the row. She then gave

agreed with her and started praising Victoria

time she stepped into the elevator, she saw that the two crippled farmers were still waving at her

but genuine smile that reached her eyes

the ward, she stood outside the door for some time before she finally brought a hand

voice called out

door and licked her dry lips before she pushed the door open and

no matter how quickly he did that, Victoria still saw it. He was holding her jade pendant

the table to put the thermos flask on it. “Miss Charlotte has something to deal with. That

to handle her, she knew that he wouldn’t

hummed in response. He then fell silent after looking

head to toe as long as he was around. Lowering her head, she stood with her back tense for more than 20 minutes until her palms were drenched in sweat. “If there

a quick glance and interrupted her

only frowned without

propped up the bed with one hand and sat up. “Get me a