The Clutches Of Hell Novel

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Chapter 58
“For Chris to treat his employees like that means he’s a good boss.” Bella’s eyes flashed as she pushed the wheelchair to the
table. “No wonder so many people like to work with you, Chris.”
There was a considerable distance between the wheelchair and the teapot. Her hand shook after she picked it up with great
difficulty, which resulted in the hot tea being spilled on Victoria’s legs.
“Hissss!” As the work clothes were thin, the hot liquid had almost burned Victoria’s body. She gasped in pain and beads of cold
sweat broke out on her forehead almost instantaneously.
Her entire thigh was drenched, which meant that the contents of the teapot would have been poured on her. Bella really knows
how to make it an accident, huh.
Christian frowned slightly. His body had already left his seat, but when he saw that all of the tea had landed on Victoria’s body,
he returned to his seat. He placed his hands on the table with clear irritability.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t hold the teapot firmly.” Bella hurriedly placed the teapot on the table as guilt danced in her reddish eyes. “Does
it hurt? I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for this to happen. If I had known, I’d rather be thirsty than—”
“Looks like you don’t have to work for a few days,” he interrupted with a cool voice and addressed Victoria.
“T-Thank you, Mr. Thatcher,” Victoria softly apologized before she suppressed the pain with all her might and glanced at the
table. “M-May I h-have a cup?”
He moved across the table with a little more speed and responded coolly, “Sure.”
“Are you thirsty? Let me help you.” Bella flushed with embarrassment as she diligently grabbed the teapot.
Victoria grabbed a cup and resisted the urge to swing it at Bella. “I’m not.”
“You’re not? Then, why are you asking for the cup?” Bella placed the teacup on the table again and added with worry, “The water
was extremely hot, so I think you should be hurrying to the hospital.”
When Victoria heard Bella’s pretentious concern, she smashed the cup on the floor and took a broken piece to cut her clothes.
After that, she grabbed both ends of the material and tore it open.

Tear!
Once the clothes were torn, it revealed Victoria’s red thigh with dozens of blisters growing on it. The blisters had criss-crossed

with the scars on her thigh, which gave it a scary view.
If she didn’t tear her clothes now, the blisters would stick to the material, after which she would suffer in agony.
Christian’s gaze paused on those blisters and scars, which caused his fingers to stop tapping on the table. For some reason, his
hands started to tremble slightly.
“I’ll pay for the teapot,” Victoria noted as she wiped the beads of cold sweat dripping down from her forehead and headed out of
the office with difficulty.
Her right leg had been injured before, but now that she was scalded by the hot tea, it would make her walking even more
impaired.
Her emaciated figure was reflected in his eyes. His brows, which were slightly frowned, had loosened, but his eyes darkened
even more.
“You’re already injured, so going to the hospital will be inconvenient. Let me ask Chris to get someone to send you.” Bella
hurriedly pushed her wheelchair to stop Victoria by grabbing her arm.
The more sincere she felt, the more disgust Victoria felt. “You don’t have to be like this...”
Her gaze then fell on Christian as she swallowed the word ‘fake’ in her throat. “I don’t want to bother you, Miss Spritz. I’ll call for
a cab myself.”
“There’s no trouble. It was my fault to start with. I should be asking someone to send you to the hospital. Please don’t be polite
with me. I injured you, so if you reject me, I’ll feel even more guilt.” Bella took out her phone on the pretext of calling someone.
Christian saw everything and lowered his eyes as it flashed darkly.
Pat!
At this moment, Charlotte had pushed the door open and noticed Victoria’s hideous thighs. She then covered her red lips in
surprise. “What happened?”

“Not—” Victoria wanted to say that it was nothing, but when she saw that Bella was already on the phone, she liked her dry lips
and replied, “I’ve been scalded, so I’m heading to the hospital. Would you be able to get someone to drive me to the hospital,
Miss Charlotte?”
“Let’s go. I’ll get someone now.” Charlotte glanced at Bella as she slightly raised her eye before she supported Veronica to leave
the office.
Bella stared at the door in a daze for a while before she pushed the wheelchair to close the door.

She bit her lips and softly spoke, “Judging from Miss Charlotte’s gaze earlier, did she misinterpret something?”
“Isn’t it true?” Christian rose to his feet and placed one hand in the pocket of his pants with a half-smile. Sarcasm was also
reflected in his gaze.
“It is true that I scalded Victoria.” She lowered her eyes with a guilty expression, but she still felt aggrieved. “It’s inconvenient for
me to sit in a wheelchair and pour myself tea, though. S-She should be able to understand.”
He snorted and placed his fingers on the table before he repeatedly tapped it. “If I remember correctly, it’s been months since
you last came to Delta Club.”
A confused Bella then asked, “Huh? Why are you mentioning this all of a sudden, Chris?”
“Why have you been so diligent in the last two months?” Christian stopped his movement and sat down before he enunciated the
next words clearly. “Not to mention, you’d always arrive not too long after me. It can’t be a coincidence, right?”
She blinked and feigned innocence. “If you didn’t say it, I wouldn’t have realized it. But it is a coincidence.”
“It may be a coincidence if it’s once or twice. Since it’s a regular occurrence, it’s incidental.” He stood up and placed his hands on
the table again as he stared at Bella. “Bella, don’t try me.”
The air in the office seemed to have dipped by a few degrees.
“Chris, what are you implying? I don’t seem to understand your words.” Bella’s eyes flashed as she gently asked.
Christian lowered his head to smoothen his slightly wrinkled suit. His hair shone in the sun, which made it look shiny. “You are a
smart person, so don’t make me say it loud and clear. Once you have passed the threshold, it’s not a good thing for you.”.

“Are you saying I’m following you or asking someone to track you?” Bella sighed in resignation. “I just wanted to talk to you about
Lucas’ engagement next month. I heard that you are here, so I figured that I should come over. It’s not as complicated as you
think it is.”
He sat down again as he coldly regarded her in the silence.
When their gaze met, there was a surge of emotions.
“I’m telling the truth. If you don’t believe me, Chris, I can’t do anything either.” She spread out her hands as her brows and eyes
reflected her frustration.
His lips twitched, but there was no smile as he said, “I don’t like women who lie to me. Furthermore”—He raised his eyes to give
her a cold glance—”the Thatcher Family never lacks a suitable marriage partner.”
“My legs were injured because of you two years ago, though, Chris. If the Thatcher Family changes your marriage partner, the
news won’t be well-received. If some people decide to make use of the media to blow the matter out of proportion, the share of
the Thatcher Group would be affected too.” Her lips had a shallow arc to it.
He snorted and placed his fingers on the table before he repeatedly tapped it. “If I remember correctly, it’s been months since
you last came to Delta Club.”
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