The Clutches Of Hell Novel

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Chapter 61
His eyes bloodshot, Vincent pointed his finger at each of the staff members present. “All of you aren’t gonna call him down here,
huh? Fine!” He strode toward the staircase. If they’re not gonna call him downstairs, I’ll look for him myself!
A hint of hesitation flickered across Teresa’s eyes. She wanted to stop him, but in the end, she merely followed behind him
without saying a word.
The staff members looked at each other, but none of them dared to block Vincent’s way. The Colemans couldn’t compare with
the Thatchers, but it wasn’t like they could afford to displease the former either.
Just then, the elevator door opened, and Christian wheeled Bella out in her wheelchair. “Were you looking for me?”
Upon hearing his voice, Vincent turned around and swung his fist at him without the slightest hesitation.
“Vincent!” Teresa hesitated for a moment before dashing forward to block Vincent’s way. Then, she shook her head at him.
“Get out of my way!” Vincent yanked Teresa out of his way. Striding up to Christian, he seized the man’s collar with both hands
and uttered each word between clenched teeth, saying, “Christian Thatcher, are you a f*cking monster?!”
Teresa tugged at his arm while pleading with a choke in her voice, “Vincent, don’t do this.”
“Say it! Are you?” Vincent stared fixedly at Christian before tears sprang to his eyes. Wiping his tears with one hand, he growled,
“Is my sister nothing to you because you only care about the woman you love?”
There were more and more people in the hall, and some even secretly took photos and videos of the scene.
Ignoring the irate Vincent, Christian darted an impassive glance at the crowd. “Is this fun to watch?”
Everyone quickly put down their phones, not daring to take photos or videos anymore.
Charlotte stepped out of the elevator while wiggling her hips as her glistening eyes flickered. “Everyone, please delete the photos
and videos voluntarily before going where you’re supposed to go.”
The dense crowd scattered soon after that, though many looked back as they left..

Vincent’s face was contorted with emotion. “Bella broke her leg, so you broke my sister’s leg and had her jailed for two years! It’s
still uncertain who was in the wrong back then. Even if it was my sister’s fault, she’d already paid her dues. Why won’t you let her
off?!”
Christian darted an impassive look at him. Then, he said in a chilly voice, “Get off me.”

“My sister’s biggest mistake in life was to be so f*cking blind as to fall for you!” Vincent’s eyes were blood red as he clutched
Christian’s collar with all his might. “Let me ask you this, Christian—was it you who scalded Tori’s leg like that?”
Bella, who had been silent all this while, quickly came forward with a look of anxiety and guilt. “Vincent, Christian really isn’t to
blame for this. It was me who scalded Victoria’s leg by accident while pouring tea. I’ll pay for her medical expenses and go to the
hospital to apologize to her some other—”
Thump! Vincent let go of Christian and knocked Bella’s wheelchair over with tremendous strength. He mocked, “You want to pay
for her medical expenses? Ha!” He took out his wallet, from which he produced a stack of cash and hurled it at her face. “I’m not
f*cking short of cash! Is this money enough to pay for your medical expenses? If it’s not, I can give you more money!” He fished
a number of bank cards out of his wallet and hurled them at her face.
Bella looked a sorry sight on her hands and knees with her lower body pinned under the wheelchair. She wanted to push the
wheelchair away, but she didn’t have enough strength to do so. Her face was burning as the banknotes and the bank cards fell
onto her and scattered around her, but her physical pain was nothing compared to the feelings of shame and embarrassment
within her.
Just when Vincent wanted to hit her, Teresa stopped him and whispered, “That’s enough, Vincent. She’s a woman, after all. And
besides, she probably didn’t mean it, and she’s apologized.”
“How could you believe this cripple’s story?” Vincent spat on the ground. He continued, “She’s even accused Tori of trying to run
her over with a car! Like hell I’ll believe it!”
Bella’s eyes darkened at the word ‘cripple’ as she removed the banknotes and cards from her head and body.
“Vincent, have you had enough?” Christian crouched down and took the wheelchair off Bella. Then, he lifted her up and put her
back in the wheelchair.
“Not yet!” Rage and resentment screamed and charged through Vincent’s veins when he saw how Christian tended Bella with
painstaking care. “Don’t you two like to give an eye for an eye? I’m telling you, this scheming b*tch can forget about getting away

with it after scalding my sister today!”
Teresa’s pupils shrank at his words. “Vincent, what are you—”
Before she could finish her sentence, Vincent snatched a teapot from a passing waiter and splashed its contents onto Bella.
Splash! Half of the hot water splashed onto the floor, whereas the other half splashed onto Christian’s trouser legs and the back
of Bella’s hand.

It was difficult to see how severe Christian’s injuries were, but the back of Bella’s delicate hand instantly reddened with several
visible blisters forming on it. She bit her lip hard, arousing pity as tears streamed quietly down her cheeks.
“This...” Teresa’s face was red one moment and pale the next. After saying a word, she couldn’t finish her sentence for a long
time.
A flicker of surprise flashed across Charlotte’s glistening eyes. After that, all that was left was a look of amused interest.
“Why didn’t you fend it off when she splashed the pot of f*cking tea onto my sister, huh?!” Veins stood out on Vincent’s forehead
as his finger moved from the tip of Christian’s nose to Bella’s. “You should consider yourself lucky. You splashed a whole pot of
tea onto my sister, but I only splashed so much hot water onto you!” he said. Then, he dragged Teresa in an attempt to leave.
Christian lowered his eyes to glance at his sodden trouser legs. Then, he said impassively to Charlotte, “Get a few men to stop
him, and call the police.”
“Yes, Mr. Thatcher,” Charlotte replied softly before gracefully walking to the front desk to pass on the instructions to the front desk
lady.
“Christian, don’t call the police.” Bella tugged at Christian’s sleeve while shaking her head with watery eyes. “Vincent only did this
in a fit of anger. At the end of the day, it was all my fault. If I hadn’t splashed tea onto Victoria by accident, such a thing wouldn’t
have happened.”
Vincent had reached the clubhouse’s entrance, but he stormed back angrily after listening to her words. “F*ck! You know what?
Goody-two-shoes and scheming b*tches like you disgust me the most!” He lifted his leg to kick at her wheelchair, but Teresa
grabbed him and stopped him with all her might.
“Vincent, would you give me a break?” she pleaded in a tearful voice.

Vincent clenched his fists and stopped what he was doing. Glaring steadily at Bella, he spat on the floor, saying, “How f*cking
disgusting!”
“Vincent, you...” Bella’s eyelashes fluttered as she was too choked up to speak.
Teresa struggled to force an apologetic smile while apologizing to Bella. “Sorry, Miss Spritz. Vincent only did such a silly thing in
a fit of anger. I’d like to apologize to you on his behalf. Could you please not call the police?”
“Let them call the police as they please. Do you think I’ll be scared of that?” Vincent let out a snort before forcibly dragging
Teresa outside.
However, the two security guards summoned by Charlotte had arrived, and they stopped the couple.
At the sight of this, Teresa anxiously wanted to beg Christian and Bella for mercy, but Vincent wouldn’t let her do so. .com
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Christian looked nonchalant the whole time without batting an eye. However, when he caught a glimpse of the blisters on Bella’s
hand, Victoria’s badly scalded thigh crossed his mind, and he frowned unnoticeably. Then, he stepped behind Bella’s wheelchair
and wheeled her outside

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