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!”

listened to his companion speak in a

the

Victoria before he blurted

there were also a few that died. Our employer ran off

to get to his knees again after

had asked Jill to sell all the presents from her birthday banquet and donate the

man up. “You don’t have to thank me. I will be

for her actions, and she also 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 before she lined up in front of the

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 a thumbs-up to the people around

agreed with her and started praising Victoria

that the two crippled farmers were still waving at her with all their might, and they both had smiles filled with gratitude on their

genuine smile that reached her eyes as she looked

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

in.” Christian’s clear voice

licked her dry lips

matter how quickly he did that, Victoria still saw it.

her hatred for him and walked to the table to put the thermos

planning to handle her, she knew that he

then fell silent after looking

long as he was around. Lowering her head, she stood with her back tense for more

her a quick glance and interrupted her

frowned without moving any

this, Christian propped up the bed with one hand and sat up. “Get me a bowl of