The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 147

Denise looked at the door with tears pooling in her eyes and she was about to go after Victoria when Vincent gloomily called out, “If you don’t want to see your daughter have a relapse, you should stay in the ward.”

“Vince, you think it’s my fault too?” She wiped her tears with a handkerchief and asked painfully while sobbing.

He turned away and did not look at her. His uninjured hand was tapping on the hospital bed, but the hostility and irritation were obvious on his face.

When Victoria stepped out of the room, she saw Christian and Glen standing not far away from the door. She coldly glanced at them before walking toward the stairs on the east of the hallway.

“Why didn’t you put on your shoes before coming out?” Christian walked to her side and pulled on her arm. He looked disapprovingly at her bare feet.

She turned her head to the side and looked at him darkly before pushing his hands away roughly.

“Mr. Thatcher is speaking to you. Why aren’t you answering?” Glen saw Victoria and raised his voice at her as he was reminded of his disapproval of her.

Victoria snickered and challenged him, “Why does it matter to you if I answer to him? Who are you to tell me to do things?”

“You—You brat!” He breathed heavily and had a hand over his heart. His face turned red as his breathing quickened.

“Ha!” She sneered. “I don’t have a hypocritical father like you. Don’t mistake me for your daughter! Also, I suggest that you learn to control your emotions. If anything happens to you, there’s no one here to rescue you!”

not once look at Christian, who was standing by her side. It was as if he

her as

at him, turned around,

you go out.” Christian frowned slightly as he walked past Glen and stopped in front of her. Glen still had his hand on his heart, but his breathing had calmed down. He looked between Christian and Victoria with unreadable eyes as he

tell me that you, Mr. Thatcher, fancies interfering with people’s choice in wearing shoes.” The pent-up anger and grudge she had against him for the past two years boiled and shattered her sanity. Her voice sharpened as she shrieked, “You just want to see me in distress. You want to see me in pain. You wish that I was

scathing expression was reflected in his eyes as complex feelings tugged at his heart. It was pain, suffocation, and something else he could not

your concern for the woman you love. I don’t need it. It’s a burden for me. You don’t need to warn or threaten me. I’m a selfish, ruthless person. If you force me, I’ll just die. I don’t care about the others.” She coughed

his right leg, but withdrew it back before it landed

you for your concern, President Thatcher.” Teresa had caught up with her and carefully told him, “Tori just argued with Mom. So, she’s

unbuttoned his shirt. He gave Teresa a nod. “Okay.” With that,

and her heart pounded, but she could not do or say anything about it. She

I was talking about, have you made a decision?” Glen was back to his old elegant

However, there was news that they wanted to auction the land they received from the Coleman Family. Even though it was an auction, the purchaser would have already been decided before the day itself; that

this with me now. The highest bidder gets

predict who would be the winner, especially since that piece of land in Glogan was a valuable one. Many companies were eager and would be trying their best to win the land. To outbid the rest of the companies during the auction, the Coleman Group would have to give the highest price in the market, which was not a good thing for

years now. Don’t

answered without

that, a genuine smile crossed