The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 15 When Was She Released?

“Christian, I’m coming in…”

Bella, who was on crutches, stood at the door with her hand still at the doorknob, keeping the door open. It was evident she was anxious, so eager to prove something that she had forgotten her manners.

Upon coming to himself, Christian frowned. “What are you doing here? Don’t you have a rehab session today?”

It was clear that Bella had seen Victoria as the former was taken aback for a second. Following that, Bella shifted her gaze back onto Christian to find his collar wide open and his lips stained with blood. Even an idiot could tell what just happened between the two; what more when she wasn’t one and had even come prepared?

At that, she frowned and asked intentionally, “When was she released, Christian? Why are you with her?”

“Huh…” Christian snorted, not answering her but instead fixing his dress shirt, retorting with his eyelids drooped, “Haven’t you already found out? Scarlett told you, didn’t she? Otherwise, you wouldn’t have come all the way here this late at night.”

because I learned that she’s in Delta Club. I didn’t know you two would…” She had a hard time continuing her words. She chewed on her lips, looking somewhat nervous. “Christian, she’s Victoria! Have you forgotten how she

fixed her clothes

softly, standing behind the two.

this much, Victoria? Have you not done enough damage to me two years ago? Why would you still show yourself to us after coming out of prison? Just what do

come to Delta,” interjected Christian with a quirked brow when he saw Victoria’s countenance shift barely

difficulty accepting what Christian had just said.

and your brother like to question my reasoning whenever I hire someone. What? Are the Thatchers supposed to report the people

two years. Apart from the crutches in Bella’s arm, she was no different from two years ago, still looking like a frail princess. She, on the other hand, was miserable as hell. At that,

lip, then argued aggrievedly. “Why are you still trying to deny what you’ve done when it

bothered to argue who was the unapologetic one with her. No matter how the

fact that she lost a leg and was put behind bars for two years. Who would even

her cleaner uniform, she shrugged nonchalantly and said, “Two years have passed, and I don’t want to argue who’s right or wrong with you. I still have work to do,