The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 104
With nonchalance, Vincent snorted. “Those who only care about their own interests and not about their own child deserve it even
if they go bankrupt!”
“Are you serious?” Charlotte rested one hand on her waist and said slowly, “You better think this through. If the Colemans went
bankrupt, you wouldn’t be able to spend as much money as you do now. You might even have to sell the cars in your garage that
you love so much—”
“Cut the crap. What does my spending have anything to do with you? F*ck off!” Vincent did not feel the need to be gentle toward
women who were neither his wife nor sister. He abruptly shoved Charlotte away and brought a foot up to kick Christian.
Seeing this, she tilted her head and looked at the security guards with a frown on her face. “Did you come here for the drama? Is
no one going to stop Mr. Coleman?”
When her words fell, Christian had already taken hold of Vincent’s outstretched leg before he gave it a hard tug.
“F*ck!” Vincent would have fallen to the floor if it was not because he held onto the couch at the side. However, the act of splitting
his legs accidentally pulled at his family jewels, making him break out in cold sweat from the pain.
In that meantime, two of the security guards had stepped forward and were already holding Vincent down on both sides.
The other one, as per Charlotte’s order, went and supported Christian, whose face was as pale as paper.
“Mr. Thatcher, how would you like to have Mr. Coleman handled?” Charlotte asked, “Would you like for me to call the cops over
and take him away? What would you prefer?”
Christian’s arm was hung on the back of the security guard’s neck and his cold sweat on his forehead from the pain was dripping
down his cheeks.
He just gave Vincent a brief glance before he looked away and gave an irrelevant anwer. “Have the security delete today’s
surveillance.”
“But it is a rule to keep the surveillance footage for more than three months,” Charlotte informed..

Perhaps the pain in his leg was no longer working, but the bottom of Christian’s eyes soon became blurred as his pale face
flushed again at some point. “Only delete the surveillance for this floor. I will take responsibility for anything that happens.”
“Alright.” She ignored Vincent, who was yelling at the side, and instructed the security guard, “The car is already waiting
downstairs. You can bring Mr. Thatcher over. You know what to and not to say.”
Hearing that, the bodyguard quickly bobbed his head up and down before he helped Christian out of the room.

On the other hand, the door was locked from the outside, making it impossible for Victoria to open it from the inside. She banged
on the door and shouted for a long time until her voice was hoarse, but no one opened the door for her still.
It was only about half an hour later that Charlotte opened the door for her.
Victoria hurriedly blurted out a ‘thank you’ and ran to Room 505 on the opposite side, only to find that the private room was
exceptionally tidy. Her torn clothes, the shattered pinhole camera, and the broken glass were all gone.
The floor was so clean that she even thought the bloodstain she saw earlier was from a dream she had.
She rummaged through the entire room and she paled when she failed to find Christian nor her brother. She then ran to
Charlotte and asked in a shaky voice, “Miss Charlotte, d-do you know where my brother is n-now?”
“Mr. Thatcher has a heavy injury on his thigh. Are you not going to ask where he is now?” Charlotte’s lips curled into a charming
arc, but it was a smile that did not reach her eyes.
However, Victoria did not care at all about Christian’s injury or where he was now. She only grabbed Charlotte’s arm and asked
again, “Did you see my brother?”
“I did.” She gently pried away Victoria’s hand, her smile was filled with imperceptible anger. “Not only did I see him, I was almost
beaten by him. Mr. Coleman sure is getting way out of bounds!”
Hearing that, Victoria licked her dry lips as her mind became a mess. Despite the fact that she was eager to know about
Vincent’s situation, she had to patiently apologize to Charlotte. “My brother lost his temper because of me. I apologize to you on
his behalf.”
“It’s alright. I understand how he feels.” At the sight of her apologetic face, Charlotte let out a small sigh, possibly out of
sympathy or some other emotion. “Rest assured that your brother is fine. Mr. Thatcher didn’t seem like he was planning to hold
your brother accountable for this incident.”

Her words instantly relieved Victoria’s anxiety by a little. “Thank you for telling me this, Miss Charlotte.” She heaved a sigh of
relief.
Still, she could not completely be at ease. Christian did not seem like the type of person who would just let her brother off the
hook like that.
Charlotte hummed softly in acknowledgement. When she passed Victoria by, she stopped in her tracks, turned her head and
informed Victoria, “You don’t have to work today. Head home and take a rest.”
“Okay.” It was a good thing to be able to rest, but Victoria was riddled with anxiety as her right eyelid pulsated violently.
Under everyone’s odd glances, Victoria entered the elevator without any footwear on. Even though there was no wind, it felt
cooling and empty under her skirt as there was nothing under it. The feeling quickly brought about feelings of shame and

embarrassment.
There were three men and two women standing in the elevator. One of the women pointed to Victoria, and stood on tiptoes as
she leaned over to the man and whispered something in his ear.
Even though Victoria could not hear what they were saying, she could not help feeling like they were discussing her.
Unconsciously, she closed her legs and stood in the corner of the elevator, her hands on her sides grabbing tightly to her shirt.
Her cheeks were pale one second and red the next, and it kept repeating throughout her elevator ride.
Ding!
The moment the elevator arrived at the ground floor, she moved from the corner to the door. She then strutted out as soon as the
elevator door opened, but right when she did that, someone grabbed her hand and stopped her in her tracks.
She turned her head to look, only to see that the person holding onto her arm was the woman who whispered in tiptoes earlier to
the man. “Uhm... Hi. What’s the matter?”
The woman flashed her a smile before she abruptly bent down and took off the high-heeled shoes she was wearing. She then
placed the shoes in front of Victoria. “We are about the same height; our shoe sizes should be about the same as well. You can
probably wear mine.”

Hearing that, Victoria released her grip from the hem of her clothes as her throat tightened slightly. She looked down at the pink
high-heeled shoes on the floor without making a sound.
“You don’t have to worry about me.” The woman let out a smile that made her eyes narrow. “My husband can just buy me
another pair of shoes later.”
Victoria then looked at the pair of branded shoes that did not look like they had been worn more than a couple of times. “No,
thank you, I am—” a staff member who works here, and I live nearby.
“It’s fine, miss. It just so happens that my wife likes new things and she has been wanting to get a new pair of shoes recently!”
The man squatted down and carried the woman on his back without giving Victoria a chance to refuse. The two then laughed
and left Victoria by herself.
Lips pursed, Victoria lifted her chin and sucked in a deep breath. She then walked back to her dormitory in the pair of slightly-
oversized heels.
She had just pushed the door open when Gabrielle came to her with worry written all over her face. “Are... you alright?”
“I am fine.” Victoria was exhausted. After taking off her heels, she sat on the bed with her hea .com fast updated lowered.
As much as she wanted to give her brother a call, she was also afraid to receive any bad news.
Gabrielle followed suit and was about to say something when she saw the kiss marks on every inch of her neck, only to decide
against it.
“What?” Victoria’s voice was dripping with exhaustion as she asked without lifting her head.
Gabrielle parted her lips, but no word came out of her. She then stood up and walked around for a bit before she sat back down
beside Victoria. Slightly guilty, she gingerly asked, “Are you really alright, Victoria?