The Clutches Of Hell Novel

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Chapter 65
Meanwhile, Victoria got into a taxi, upon which the taxi driver asked in English, “Where are you going, young lady?”
Victoria was lost for words for a moment; she still had no idea which police station Vincent was in. “Do you know Delta Club?”
“Yeah, I do!” The taxi driver’s eyes lit up. “Who doesn’t know that place? Rich people like to hang out there, but common people
like us can’t afford to go there. Are you going there?”
Victoria licked her parched lips. “No, I’m not. I’m going to the police station nearest to that clubhouse.” Christian had been at
Delta Club earlier, so she surmised that Vincent had been arrested after creating a disturbance there. Under normal
circumstances, he was probably at the police station nearest to the clubhouse right now.
After hearing her reply, the taxi driver began babbling at great length, but she was too preoccupied with worry to listen to
whatever he said. She called Vincent and Teresa several times, but both of them didn’t answer the phone. She frowned and
texted them at once, ‘Tell me which police station you’re in, or I’ll search the police stations one by one.’
Vincent called her back instantly. “Tori, I’m not in the police station. You...”
“Yeah, just keep on lying.” Victoria cut him short at once.
Vincent replied, “When I met you a while ago, I thought that you’d become obedient. Why are you still so bossy? I’m telling you,
all men prefer women like B—” He quickly corrected himself, “I mean, all men prefer gentle women like your sister-in-law. A
shrewish woman like you is destined to be lonely for life.”
“Just cut the crap and tell me where you are,” Victoria replied with a frown. Vincent had made so many excuses to stop her from
going to the police station, so the trouble was probably difficult to solve.
Seeing that she was already angry, Vincent dared not banter anymore. “I’m in the police station nearest to the clubhouse. Your
leg’s wounded, so don’t get up and move around. If you really want to come over, ask the nurse to get a wheelchair for—”
Victoria hung up the phone right away before staring steadily ahead with dull, glassy eyes. Christian and Bella won’t let Vincent
be released so easily.
20 minutes later, the taxi pulled up in front of the police station.

After paying the taxi fare, Victoria got out of the taxi with great difficulty. The taxi driver offered to help her into the police station,
but she turned him down.
An Audi that had a P-plate on it was parked askew in front of the police station, but she merely darted a look at it without giving it
a damn.
“My sister will be here soon!” Vincent’s voice sounded from behind the door. “Just tell me how much money I have to pay to solve
this. I’ll never bargain over the price!”
“Mr. Coleman, you have to negotiate with Mr. Thatcher and Miss Spritz about this. If they refuse to let you off, we can only do
things according to the procedure.”
Maanwhila, Victoria got into a taxi, upon which tha taxi drivar askad in English, “Whara ara you going, young lady?”
Victoria was lost for words for a momant; sha still had no idaa which polica station Vincant was in. “Do you know Dalta Club?”
“Yaah, I do!” Tha taxi drivar’s ayas lit up. “Who doasn’t know that placa? Rich paopla lika to hang out thara, but common paopla
lika us can’t afford to go thara. Ara you going thara?”
Victoria lickad har parchad lips. “No, I’m not. I’m going to tha polica station naarast to that clubhousa.” Christian had baan at
Dalta Club aarliar, so sha surmisad that Vincant had baan arrastad aftar craating a disturbanca thara. Undar normal

circumstancas, ha was probably at tha polica station naarast to tha clubhousa right now.
Aftar haaring har raply, tha taxi drivar bagan babbling at graat langth, but sha was too praoccupiad with worry to listan to
whatavar ha said. Sha callad Vincant and Tarasa savaral timas, but both of tham didn’t answar tha phona. Sha frownad and
taxtad tham at onca, ‘Tall ma which polica station you’ra in, or I’ll saarch tha polica stations ona by ona.’
Vincant callad har back instantly. “Tori, I’m not in tha polica station. You...”
“Yaah, just kaap on lying.” Victoria cut him short at onca.
Vincant rapliad, “Whan I mat you a whila ago, I thought that you’d bacoma obadiant. Why ara you still so bossy? I’m talling you,
all man prafar woman lika B—” Ha quickly corractad himsalf, “I maan, all man prafar gantla woman lika your sistar-in-law. A
shrawish woman lika you is dastinad to ba lonaly for lifa.”
“Just cut tha crap and tall ma whara you ara,” Victoria rapliad with a frown. Vincant had mada so many axcusas to stop har from
going to tha polica station, so tha troubla was probably difficult to solva.

Saaing that sha was alraady angry, Vincant darad not bantar anymora. “I’m in tha polica station naarast to tha clubhousa. Your
lag’s woundad, so don’t gat up and mova around. If you raally want to coma ovar, ask tha nursa to gat a whaalchair for—”
Victoria hung up tha phona right away bafora staring staadily ahaad with dull, glassy ayas. Christian and Balla won’t lat Vincant
ba ralaasad so aasily.
20 minutas latar, tha taxi pullad up in front of tha polica station.
Aftar paying tha taxi fara, Victoria got out of tha taxi with graat difficulty. Tha taxi drivar offarad to halp har into tha polica station,
but sha turnad him down.
An Audi that had a P-plata on it was parkad askaw in front of tha polica station, but sha maraly dartad a look at it without giving it
a damn.
“My sistar will ba hara soon!” Vincant’s voica soundad from bahind tha door. “Just tall ma how much monay I hava to pay to solva
this. I’ll navar bargain ovar tha prica!”
“Mr. Colaman, you hava to nagotiata with Mr. Thatchar and Miss Spritz about this. If thay rafusa to lat you off, wa can only do
things according to tha procadura.”
Vincent yelled even louder, “Come on, don’t give me that! You guys are just—”
Victoria came in and stood beside him. “Vincent.”
Vincent fell silent. After shooting a glare at the red-faced young police officer, he said somewhat ingratiatingly, “It’s not a big deal.
I’ll be able to leave after paying a bit of money like before. I didn’t touch that adulterous couple, anyway!”
The police officers lowered their heads while pretending not to hear the words ‘adulterous couple.’
Teresa’s face reddened with anxiety as she tugged at Vincent’s shirt. “Can’t you just shut up for once?”
Vincent darted a look at his wife and sister, both of whom were already angry. He curled his lips and clicked his tongue without
saying another word.
Looking at the young police officer, Victoria asked softly, “Sir, you just said that he would be released as long as Mr. Thatcher
and Miss Spritz agreed to let him go, no?”
The young police officer stuttered for a long time before asking with a stammer, “S-Sir, is that so?”

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The middle-aged police officer who was originally standing behind them had no choice but to step forward. After darting a look at
the young police officer in resignation, he hemmed and replied, “Uh-huh. Everyone will be satisfied if you guys can settle this in
private.”
Victoria merely looked at the police officer for a moment before looking away. “I happened to meet Miss Spritz before coming

here, and she told me herself that she wouldn’t blame my brother for this. So, can he leave now?” She never had a good opinion
of the police after her wrongful conviction two years ago.
“Well, uh...” The middle-aged police officer measured his words for a moment. Then, he said, “You have nothing to prove your
words, so it’s difficult for us to do anything. How about you give Miss Spritz or Mr. Thatcher a phone call? If they say they won’t
pursue the matter, we’ll definitely release him.”
Victoria nodded. “Okay. In that case, I’ll give them a—”
“Do not call them!” Vincent cut her short and snatched her phone. He said resentfully, “If the worst comes to the worst, I’ll just
spend a month in jail. What’s the big deal about that? Aren’t you alright after spending two years in jail?”
Upon hearing this, Teresa nudged him and gave him a look.
Victoria pursed her lips as a hint of gloom flashed across her eyes. It was exactly because the two years she had spent in jail
was so tormenting that she didn’t want her brother to go to jail.
“Tori.” Vincent was no longer his imperious self. He said with an embarrassed smile, “I was just giving an example, so don’t think
too much about it.”
Victoria’s eyes flickered as she stretched out her hand toward him. “It’s okay. Give me the phone.”
Vincent knitted his brows while subconsciously hiding the phone behind his back. In the end, however, after meeting her gaze,
he reluctantly gave the phone back to her.
Victoria didn’t save Bella’s number on her phone, but she knew it by heart as they had been so close before. She dialed the
latter’s number. After two beeps, Bella answered the phone and said uncertainly, “Victoria?”
“Yeah, it’s me.” Victoria clenched her fist and then unclenched it. Putting the phone on speaker, she said, “I’m at the police
station right now. The police say they’ll release my brother if you give the nod.”

Seeing her obsequious manner, Vincent instantly boiled with anger. His brows furrowed, but just as he was about to speak,
Teresa clapped her hand over his mouth, saying, “Vincent, if you really care about Tori, just shut up for once and stop making
trouble.”
Vincent prised her hand away as veins stood out on his forehead. In the end, however, he turned his good-looking face away
without saying anything.
Bella fell silent for a while on the other end of the line. Then, she said apologetically, “I’m sorry, Victoria. I said I wouldn’t blame
Vincent for it, but Christian refused to let him off. You’ve probably met his attorney at the police station, no?”
As soon as she finished her sentence, Janice, the lawyer who had previously helped Victoria, came in. “Hey, aren’t you the
cleaner at Delta Club? Why are you at the police station again? Are you arrested for an offense again or something?”
A cheery and handsome attorney was standing behind her in a suit and leather shoes while carrying a suitcase and a file
envelope. He pushed the gold-rimmed glasses up his nose while eyeing Victoria up and down.
“Hold on a minute.” Victoria pointed at her phone.
Janice blinked her eyes. Then, she put her fingers in front of her lips and made a ‘zipped-lips’ .com fast update gesture.
Only then did Victoria continue, “My brother has repented; he kept saying just now that he wanted to apologize to you in person.
You’re the main victim this time. As long as you let him off by being the bigger person, the police will release him. Just take this
as a favor the Coleman Family owes you. So, could you let my brother off?”
Vincent rolled his eyes while pulling his tie restlessly.
“I’m afraid Mr. Coleman will get angry if he learns that he’s owed me a favor for no reason.” Bella let out a sigh. “Victoria, you’re
putting me in a tight spot.”
Victoria’s fingertips paled as she clutched her clothes with all her strength. “Could you please let him off? Just... take this as my
plea to you.”
Vincent looked up at her with bloodshot eyes. He rushed forward in an attempt to snatch the phone, but Teresa stopped him
again.