The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 139

“Daisy…” Victoria mumbled and smiled.

People like Daisy needed to be taught a lesson in case she did something even worse. But then again, if Victoria did anything to Daisy, she would do even worse things to exact revenge.

There was no end to this infinite loop of vengeance.

When Gabrielle saw Victoria’s smile, she felt embarrassed. “Do you think I’m stupid to be cheated by that b*stard again?” she asked as she played with her hands.

“No.” Victoria stopped for a few seconds before continuing, “That man isn’t worth your love at all.”

Gabrielle’s expression turned gloomy. “Let’s not talk about him and ruin our moods,” she waved her hands and said.

Then, her eyes shone as she turned excited and exclaimed, “Let me tell you something interesting! Mr. Coleman beat Daisy up for you, and that stupid woman revealed the man backing her! Who do you think the person is?”

Victoria, despite her lack of interest, asked cooperatively, “Who?”

“It’s Henry Ford!” Gabrielle couldn’t help but raise her voice. “Miss Spritz’s grandfather, Henry Ford of the scholarly family! He is a well-known calligrapher who is already seventy years old. What made him get involved with a woman like Daisy?”

Victoria was shocked by that news as well. As she was close with Bella in the past, she had seen Henry many times.

From what Victoria remembered, Henry was truly unique. He didn’t care about money or reputation; he spent his days practicing calligraphy, planting flowers, and walking his dog. Hence, it took her by surprise that he was the one backing Daisy.

Gabrielle, on the other hand, was excited that Victoria was now interested in what she was saying. “That old man is already over the age of seventy. Do you believe he can still perform as a man?”

Victoria was stumped for words.

“Daisy even claimed to be pregnant with Old Mr. Ford’s child!” Gabrielle then began to gossip. She moved closer to Victoria and continued, “Do you believe that child is really his? Or he has been cuckolded?”

grandfather, just like Bella did. Listening to his

and responded, “I’ve no idea, but Daisy slept with Mr. Sharp last

“Would Old Mr. Ford have a heart attack

appeared that Old Mr.

her lips when she heard that. Her gaze dimmed, and she was clutching the bed sheets underneath

But before she could say anything, the door opened and Christian walked straight to the

an emotionless glance at him

Gabrielle braced herself and called out to him, intending to invite him

and looked at

was to point to the fruits on the table and asked, “Would you like some

ended her sentence

replied. “Just wash them for yourself

in the room, and she wished she could find an excuse to leave. However, she was afraid that Christian would say or

Bananas are good for you.” Gabrielle handed Victoria a banana, as it didn’t need to

the banana, peeled

bobbed as he looked at Victoria. “Don’t discharge first. I’ve already instructed the doctor to

Gabrielle asked

Victoria. In fact, he was wondering in his mind if he truly liked

don’t have to do that, Mr. Thatcher.” Victoria tossed the banana peel into the trash can behind him. “I don’t

almost stopped when she saw the banana peel

to

the peach. “Are you asking me to gulp down this entire peach?” she

Gabrielle was worried that Victoria might simply throw the peach

still clutching the bed sheets tightly. “How dare I have my