The Clutches Of Hell Novel

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Chapter 121
Christian hummed, lost in his thoughts. “He did it for his sister.”
“What?” Matthew didn’t understand. “How does Vincent doing business have anything to do with Victoria?”
Christian raised his head and rested his level gaze on his friend. After a moment of silence, he growled, “How did you become a
renowned lawyer? Are your clients blind or can’t think?”
“Christian, you should be grateful to have a friend like me in your life. No ordinary person can stand your temperament.” Matthew
pushed his glasses up with a finger and narrowed his eyes on his friend. “Vincent wants to free Victoria from your clutches, so
he’s learning to do business.”
Christian turned his head to look out of the window at Victoria, who was facing away from him as she stood at the guard rail. At
that moment, he saw a woman with a thin body and distressed silhouette. It was hard to imagine she was the same arrogant
daughter of the Coleman Family two years ago.
His heart began to ache inside his chest, as if the ants were biting it.
“Is it breaking your heart?” Matthew followed his gaze and watched outside. “Why don’t you take the opportunity? Since Vincent
drugged you and sent Victoria to seduce you, you should just sleep with her. Then, you two can naturally engage in a
relationship. Isn’t that good?”
Christian drew his gaze back as his fingers twirled the blanket. “They have set up the pinhole camera to film a video so they can
blackmail me.”
“What?” Matthew gaped at the statement. The siblings might be using a dirty trick, but he had to admit that their plan was simple
and effective, but risky too.
Christian’s eyes were downcast as the dusk sunlight bathed him, and half of his face was enveloped in the dark. “I’m not feeling
bad for her. She deserved it.”
Matthew wasn’t prepared for such an anti-climatic answer.
“I don’t understand!” He gave up on his image and pulled his hair in desperation. “What happened to you and Victoria two years
ago?”.

It was torture for a lawyer with an obsession like Matthew not to know the truth of a case but only the result.
Suddenly, Janice slammed the door open and whined at Matthew after a long time of waiting, “Mr. Buckley, you took longer to
talk than a woman. Are you going for dinner or not? If not, I’ll leave with Victoria now. I’m super-duper hungry!”

As she finished her words, she mustered the courage to shoot daggers at Christian, but the man had a neutral expression as if
he didn’t notice her, which made her distressed.
“All right; I’m coming.” Matthew immediately put the idea to learn the truth aside and took the briefcase with him as he strode for
the exit.
Christian called him from behind. “I didn’t bring my car. I need you to send me home. Wait for me to change.”
Janice looked at the ground and rolled her eyes disdainfully.
“You aren’t staying longer?” Matthew asked, to which Christian answered, “There’s no need for it.”
“All right; I’ll wait for you.” Matthew threw a glance at the thermos food jar. “Why aren’t you drinking the soup? I bet you haven’t
had your dinner. We happen to be having dinner together later. Do you want to join us? I’ll send you home after that.’”
Janice was against the idea of Matthew inviting Christian to join them for dinner. However, Matthew spoke faster than she could
voice her opposition.
She looked stunned. Having dinner with the Ice Man is no different than asking me to lose weight.
“Well... Mr. Thatcher is wounded, so he has to restrict from eating food like cajun shrimp, buffalo wings, or five-alarm chili.”
Janice chuckled nervously. “I think he should eat at home. Congee is the best choice for a patient!”
However, her words fell on deaf ears as Christian grabbed his clothes and slid out of the bed toward the bathroom. “Don’t worry
about me. You can order whatever you like. I’ll have soup or congee.”
As he finished his words, he walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind him.
Janice stomped her feet in dissatisfaction but had no choice other than accept her fate. “Mr. Buckley! Why did you ask him to join
us?”
“I’m just being polite. Christian never likes to eat out.” Matthew wasn’t expecting the answer at all and ended up surprised by it.
Soon, he thought of something else.

He pinched his student’s puffy cheeks, and the nice sensation put him in a good mood. “Didn’t you always want to find a way to
help Miss Coleman? Today is a great opportunity.”
Janice was feeling dejected at the moment. As she heard his words, she asked with a lack of interest, “How is having dinner
related to helping her?”
“It’s a secret.” Matthew raised his eyebrows and tapped her forehead.
Once Christian changed into his clean clothes, the four left the hospital and got into Matthew’s Mercedes-Benz.
He was sitting in the driver’s seat as expected. Janice wanted to avoid Christian, who was like a monster to her, so she called
shotgun like a hungry predator aimed for its prey. As such, Victoria and Christian were sitting at the back together.
The seats were spacious, so they had kept a certain distance from each other, but Victoria was feeling uncomfortable

nonetheless. She fidgeted in her seat from time to time, her body stayed close to the door as her mind tensed at his presence
next to her.
Janice was paying attention to the back seats all the time. Noticing the commotion, she asked in concern, “Victoria, are you
having hemorrhoids?”
As Janice finished her words, the car fell into a silence that gave Victoria the creeps, as other passengers’ gazes landed on her
at the same time.
She pressed her lips together. Aware of Christian’s burning gaze on her, she was feeling uncomfortable as she frowned. “No.”
However, Janice spoke as if she had been through it. “Are you embarrassed about admitting it in front of us?”
Victoria tried to explain. “I—”
“It’s fine. You don’t need to worry about your image. I won’t laugh at you. My roommate back in university had the same problem
as you. She told me it was itchy and she couldn’t help scratching them. She would scratch them when nobody was around. If
there was another person, she would fidget on the chair to ease the itchiness.” Janice scrunched her face as s .com fast
updatehe told the story.
Once she finished sharing her roommate’s experience, Christian rested his gaze on Victoria’s hip. He had a conflicted look as he
was about to say something but instead, he frowned without a word.

Victoria fidgeted one more time in discomfort as three people were staring at her with intense looks at the same time. “I don’t
have them.”
“Then why were you not sitting properly just now?” The impression of Victoria having hemorrhoids was rooted in Janice’s mind
and nothing could change her decision. She began in a knowing tone, “Since we’re already at the hospital, you don’t need to be
shy. The sooner you begin the treatment, the sooner you’ll recover. Let’s go! I’m with you on this!”
Victoria didn’t feel like explaining the reason, but she wasn’t really going to see the doctor on a non-existent matter too. She
grasped the hem of her shirt as she told the excuse. “I have a mosquito bite on my hip. I’m not having the hemorrhoids.”
Whining about the mosquitoes showing up in such weather, Janice let the topic of hemorrhoids slip.
Victoria sighed in relief and remembered not to move even a little bit on their way to the restaurant. She stuck close to the door
all the time, regretting her choice to join Janice at dinner.
When the four almost arrived at their destination, Matthew noticed a few cars in front of him tailgated, so he hit the brakes to
avoid the same fate.
Matthew and Janice were safe in their seats with the aid of seat belts when the car suddenly halted, but Victoria in the back seat
wasn’t. Her body fell forward to the chair in front of her in momentum.
She reacted in time as she reached out her hands involuntarily and rested them on the front seat to avoid the crash.
At last, she indeed avoided her fate of hitting her head hard, as her forehead stopped at less than one centimeter from the front
seat.
To her surprise, there was a long hand of a man between her eyes and her hands. At the moment, its palm was resting on her
forehead for protection.

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