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!”

at Christian, who was

gloomily at her as if he

at him, turned

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 became deep

wearing shoes.” The pent-up anger and grudge she had against him for the past two years boiled and

complex feelings tugged at his

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

withdrew it back

bring Tori some shoes in a bit. Thank you for your concern, President Thatcher.” Teresa had caught up with her and carefully told him, “Tori just argued with Mom. So, she’s not in her right mind. I hope you can forgive her if she has disrespected

Victoria’s moving figure as his eyes sank and he unbuttoned his shirt. He gave Teresa a nod. “Okay.” With that, he

pounded, but she could not do or say anything about it. She dipped

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

they received from the Coleman Family. Even though it was an auction, the purchaser would have already

with me now. The highest bidder gets the land. If you

be trying their best to win the

years now. Don’t you know that the final purchaser has

answered without

a genuine smile crossed