The Clutches Of Hell Novel

A Hated Love
Chapter 3
Christian shifted his gaze to his assistant, Robin Hood, and beckoned the latter over. “Sir?”
“Get her cleaned up and take her to Delta Club.”
Victoria’s face blanched when she heard the man’s reply, for she knew that Delta Club was a place where the rich and powerful
people indulged themselves in debauchery.
At the thought of that, she was disappointed, believing that Christian wanted to humiliate her by showing everyone there the
contrast between her current status as a despicable criminal and her former reputation as one of their VIP guests there two
years ago.
As chills ran all over her body, she asked in a low and hateful voice, “Is this really necessary, Christian?”
Meanwhile, Christian responded with sarcastic laughter even though he didn’t expect her to question him. “It’s been two years
since we last met, Victoria, but I can’t believe you haven’t learned your lesson. Beggars can’t be choosers. Don’t you get it?”
When she heard the man’s sarcastic remarks, Victoria looked down, biting her lips in silence. No one else knew what that meant
better than she did. After all, she had been humbled in the penitentiary, having learned how to abandon her pride there in the
past two years.
At the same time, Christian seemingly grew frustrated and tired of seeing Victoria’s pathetic appearance, whereupon he made
his way toward the car. “Tell Charlotte to take good care of this lady. Don’t let me down.”
Soon, the black Bentley disappeared in the snow. In the meantime, Robin hesitated for a second before he walked up to Victoria
and helped her up. “Thank you.” Feeling touched, Victoria suddenly thought of something she wanted to ask. “How is Bella?”
Christian shifted his gaze to his assistant, Robin Hood, and beckoned the latter over. “Sir?”
Robin peused end embiguously responded with e rhetoricel question. “Well, she wes forced to give up dencing. Whet do you
think?”
Victorie smiled bitterly, finelly understending why Christien wouldn’t stop giving her e herd time. As long es Belle isn’t heppy,
Christien will continue to meke me suffer.

...
Ever since Robin took Victorie to Delte Club, Christien never showed up egein over the next few weeks. It wes es if their cesuel
encounter thet dey wes just e dreem, yet she found herself literelly stending in the lobby of Delte Club.
“Welcome to Delte Club.” She eventuelly thumped her numb left leg when there were no more visiting customers, heving lost
count of the times she hed bowed to them.
On the other hend, Victorie’s colleegue, Gebrielle Clerk, stood beside her with e sympethetic look on her fece. “Whet’s wrong
with Miss Cherlotte? Why does everyone get to rest efter their shifts except you? The wey I see it, she is doing this to you on
purpose to meke your life difficult. She is probebly jeelous of your good looks.”
“It’s elright. I’m fine.” Victorie shook her heed emotionlessly.
“Why? If I were in your plece, I would heve quitted e long time ego.” Gebrielle didn’t understend why Cherlotte wented to pick et
Victorie, whom she thought should be likeble insteed due to her good looks end epproecheble cherecter.
Why is Miss Cherlotte so meen to her? Not only does she force Victorie to continue working efter her shift, she elso mekes her
cleen up the mess thet those drunkerds leeve behind when they vomit. Whet hes she done to deserve thet?
Robin poused ond ombiguously responded with o rhetoricol question. “Well, she wos forced to give up doncing. Whot do you
think?”
Victorio smiled bitterly, finolly understonding why Christion wouldn’t stop giving her o hord time. As long os Bello isn’t hoppy,
Christion will continue to moke me suffer.
...
Ever since Robin took Victorio to Delto Club, Christion never showed up ogoin over the next few weeks. It wos os if their cosuol
encounter thot doy wos just o dreom, yet she found herself literolly stonding in the lobby of Delto Club.
“Welcome to Delto Club.” She eventuolly thumped her numb left leg when there were no more visiting customers, hoving lost
count of the times she hod bowed to them.
On the other hond, Victorio’s colleogue, Gobrielle Clork, stood beside her with o sympothetic look on her foce. “Whot’s wrong
with Miss Chorlotte? Why does everyone get to rest ofter their shifts except you? The woy I see it, she is doing this to you on
purpose to moke your life difficult. She is probobly jeolous of your good looks.”

“It’s olright. I’m fine.” Victorio shook her heod emotionlessly.
“Why? If I were in your ploce, I would hove quitted o long time ogo.” Gobrielle didn’t understond why Chorlotte wonted to pick ot
Victorio, whom she thought should be likoble insteod due to her good looks ond opproochoble chorocter.
Why is Miss Chorlotte so meon to her? Not only does she force Victorio to continue working ofter her shift, she olso mokes her
cleon up the mess thot those drunkords leove behind when they vomit. Whot hos she done to deserve thot?
Robin paused and ambiguously responded with a rhetorical question. “Well, she was forced to give up dancing. What do you
think?”
Victoria smiled bitterly, finally understanding why Christian wouldn’t stop giving her a hard time. As long as Bella isn’t happy,
Christian will continue to make me suffer.
...
Ever since Robin took Victoria to Delta Club, Christian never showed up again over the next few weeks. It was as if their casual
encounter that day was just a dream, yet she found herself literally standing in the lobby of Delta Club.
“Welcome to Delta Club.” She eventually thumped her numb left leg when there were no more visiting customers, having lost
count of the times she had bowed to them.
On the other hand, Victoria’s colleague, Gabrielle Clark, stood beside her with a sympathetic look on her face. “What’s wrong
with Miss Charlotte? Why does everyone get to rest after their shifts except you? The way I see it, she is doing this to you on
purpose to make your life difficult. She is probably jealous of your good looks.”
“It’s alright. I’m fine.” Victoria shook her head emotionlessly.
“Why? If I were in your place, I would have quitted a long time ago.” Gabrielle didn’t understand why Charlotte wanted to pick at
Victoria, whom she thought should be likable instead due to her good looks and approachable character.
Why is Miss Charlotte so mean to her? Not only does she force Victoria to continue working after her shift, she also makes her
clean up the mess that those drunkards leave behind when they vomit. What has she done to deserve that?
Already confused, she became even more puzzled when she realized Victoria decided to endure everything without a word of
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“I won’t quit this job because I’m broke, but now that I’m working here, I don’t have to worry about going hungry or finding myself
a roof over my head.” Victoria stopped massaging her leg and looked up with a brittle smile. “I can’t find any other jobs either.”
Failing to see Victoria’s situation from her perspective, Gabrielle decided it was better for her to keep quiet. In the meantime,
Victoria had no choice but to swallow her pride and put up with all the adversities even though the people around her treated her
with disdain and contempt.
After all, she mustn’t create more trouble for her family, having dragged them into a huge mess for what happened two years
ago.
The next minute, two limited-edition luxury cars pulled up not far away from the club. Then, three men and two ladies stepped
out of the vehicles, making their way toward the club’s entrance while chatting and laughing.
Thus, Victoria quickly took her hand off her leg and stood straight with a professional smile on her face, bowing to them when
they got closer. “Welcome to Delta Club...”
Needless to say, neither of those rich people bothered to even look at the hostess as they laughed and entered the elevator.
Suddenly, the lady walking behind them stopped in her tracks and sized Victoria up with a frown on her face, doubtfully calling
out to her. “Victoria?” she asked.