The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 46

At that, Victoria turned to the gentle woman next to Vincent and smiled. “It’s been a while, Tess.”

“It’s only been two years. How have you… become so skinny?” Teresa London’s eyes turned red with oncoming tears the second she spoke when she saw Victoria’s abnormally gaunt face.

Vincent’s heart ached at the sight of Teresa’s tears, and he hurriedly wiped them away for her. “Didn’t you just say you were happy to see Tori? How come you’re crying now?”

“Are you really Tori’s brother?!” Teresa glared at him while tears rolled down her cheeks like beads of a broken string. “Who knows what kind of torment Tori has suffered in the last two years when she looks this skinny?!”

“Vince, Tess, let’s talk somewhere else.” Victoria swept her gaze across their surroundings. There were many passersby, and it wasn’t a good place for them to talk.

If someone snitched to Christian that the Colemans were still keeping in touch with her, what she had been doing lately would be for nothing.

As Victoria’s loving sibling and in-law, they knew the young woman liked grilled fish, so they drove to a seafood grill.

Teresa was a fan of grilled fish too, but right then, she had no appetite when she looked at Victoria’s scar-ridden and gaunt face from across the table.

She picked up her cutlery, only to put them down. “Tori, you… your life’s been miserable in the last two years, hasn’t it?”

“You’re imagining it, Tess. Criminals are still human. How bad could things get?” Victoria’s gaze dimmed for a second, then she smiled and gave Teresa a piece of fish meat. “Actually, I’ve heard quite a few interesting stories inside.”

“Do tell.” Teresa felt even worse, seeing that her sister-in-law didn’t want to bring up her misery. However, she didn’t force Victoria to unveil her scars either.

Never one to conceal his emotions, Vincent picked the bones out of the fish grimly before putting the bone-ridden meat into his dear sister and wife’s plates.

“A guy that scammed about twenty million out of people loved playing games. When the police caught him at a cybercafe, he asked that they let him finish the round before following them compliantly because his teammates would yell at him for being absent mid-game.”

“And then there was a murderer. For eight years, he had been cautious with his actions. But he got caught in the end because a face recognition device caught him when he entered a concert.”

Victoria related interesting stories about a few prison inmates with a smile, and Teresa would laugh along every now and then. However, everyone knew no one could laugh. They were only doing so for the other’s sake.

“Enough about that!” Vincent put his cutlery down and asked Victoria grimly, “I heard you were forced to kneel; you even got harassed and targeted at the club. Is that all true?”

At that, Teresa nudged him and shot him a look. But he kept his gaze at Victoria, not taking no for an answer.

Stumped, Victoria drooped her eyelids and said, “They’re all just rumors. Don’t people also say that I’m a heinous murderer?”

Vincent bore into her for a moment and grabbed his beer. After chugging it down, he slammed it back onto the table. “You’re lying, Tori.” His voice had deepened quite a lot.

Victoria said nothing but only put a piece of fish into her mouth. However, she couldn’t taste anything.

It was a silent admission.

“Why didn’t you… Why didn’t you tell us?” Teresa’s gaze was filled with mixed emotions.

She knew her sister-in-law’s temper well. The young girl was absolutely cocky and would f*ck anything and everything. But now, she was being mangled to this degree.

“What will that do?” Victoria put another piece of fish into her mouth and snorted self-deprecatingly. “Have you and Vince worry about me?”

Slam! Vincent slammed his beer on the table. The noise was so loud that a few other tables looked in their direction.

“Pipe down!” Teresa pinched his arm.

“If no one’s willing to fight Thatcher in Bloomsway, then I’ll get the new secretary of the municipal committee!” Vincent stood up with his arms propped against the table, bellowing with bloodshot eyes. “I refuse to believe that Thatcher can get away with everything in Bloomsway!”

“Calm down. Don’t get impetuous.” Teresa tugged at his sleeve, urging him to sit down. Unlike her hot- headed husband, she’d think twice before doing anything.

Vincent broke free from her, the veins on his neck bulging. “Calm down? If I calm down any further, people are going to f*cking screw Tori to death!”

His lash-out took Teresa aback. She pursed her lips and said nothing more, but her eyes had turned red.

“Are you mad?! Why lash out at Tess when she’s done nothing to you?!” Victoria put her cutlery down and sighed helplessly, shooting her brother a glance.

Vincent regretted doing so the second he snapped. Once he cleared his throat, he hurriedly coaxed his wife, who only looked a little better after all the sweet talk.

“Not even the new secretary of the municipal committee can help you.” At that, Victoria briefed them about Janice’s assistance, and the table fell silent.

Moments later, Vincent ruffled his hair in annoyance. “If we’re really out of options, then I’ll just run over that b*stard and go to jail. What can be worse than that?!””

“You’re not alone anymore. Can you at least think about Tess and your twins before you say or do anything?” Victoria’s icy heart warmed up a little when she saw her brother’s still bandaged head.

It was really nice to know that someone still cared about her.

“Don’t do this, Vincent. Don’t do that, Vincent. What do you guys expect me to do then?! Watch that b*stard mangle you to death?! Fat chance!” caterwauled Vincent angrily.

“I didn’t say I’m going to take it lying down, did I?” At that, Victoria muttered under Vincent and Teresa’s watchful gazes, “I’ve already thought of a way to leave the club. Don’t you guys worry.”

But when the couple asked what she had in mind, she said nothing.

After dinner, Victoria went back to the dorm.

Gabrielle was in as well, feeling somewhat awkward upon seeing Victoria’s return. “I’m really sorry about earlier today,” she apologized awkwardly about half an hour later. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Who knew if she apologized for using Victoria to get to Christian and the Spritz siblings or for abandoning Victoria.

Victoria hummed a response softly upon hearing so and said nothing more.

“Victoria.” Needing to sate her curiosity, Gabrielle asked gingerly after a moment of hesitation. “Miss Spritz’s leg… Did you really do it?”

Victoria stiffened for a moment, then hummed softly like before.

“Miss Spritz is pretty and gentle. She’s also pretty amiable. Why would you want to break her leg?” Gabrielle went over to Victoria’s front.

“I can’t stand her.” Victoria didn’t even look up but only sorted out the clothes she had bought earlier that day. “Also, I didn’t just want to break it but kill her. She got lucky and survived, though.”

Gabrielle fell silent for a long time after hearing so.

Victoria, on the other hand, kept her attention on sorting out her shopping. Sometime later, she grabbed two clothes and put them on Gabrielle’s bed.

She didn’t like owing favors.

“I don’t think you’re that kind of person, though.” Gabrielle suddenly spoke up.

Victoria’s hands on the clothes froze for a moment, and she looked up at Gabrielle with misty eyes.

Just then, a knock came at the door. Gabrielle jogged to it. After taking the clothes from a colleague, she unfolded them to take a look, only to be gobsmacked. “Are you sure this is for Victoria and not an

older cleaning lady’s uniform?”

“Of course, I’m sure. I’m just as stumped as you are. From what I know, only Victoria’s uniform has been changed to this one. I swear that someone will certainly file a complaint if she wears this!” said the colleague as she rolled her eyes before leaving.

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