Chapter 62
Chapter 62
“Mr. Thatcher, are you sending Miss Spritz to the hospital?” Charlotte walked up to the wheelchair
before cing her right hand on it. “Let me do it instead. I remember that you have an important
meeting in half an hour.”
Christian raised his eyes to shoot a nce at her. Then, he replied in an impassive voice, “It’s not
necessary.”
“Ha!” Vincent let out a sneer; his face was livid with anger. “You’re quite an affectionate lover, eh? The
way I see it, Christian, you must’ve been carrying on with this scheming b*tch since long ago!”
Teresa pped her hand over his mouth in panic. “Just shut up for once!” She gave Christian and Be
an embarrassed smile. “V-Vincent drank a little and is having a drunken fit right now. I’ll have him
apologize to you guys in person when he sobers up!”
“Like hell I’m gonna do that! I’ll never apologize to this adulterous couple!” After spending two years in
guilt and resentment, Vincent was now hell-bent on seeking justice for his sister. “Christian, if you loved
Be, you shouldn’t have agreed to get engaged to my sister!” He took a deep breath as a film of tears
came over his bloodshot eyes. Pointing at Christian, he snarled, “She’s eagerly followed you around for
over ten years. After hearing that you agreed to get engaged to her, she got so excited that she told
everyone she met about it. And how did that end up?”
“Vincent!” Teresa tried to stop him.
However, Vincent tucked her under his arm and prevented her from moving. “You broke my sister’s leg
and had her jailed for two years for Be’s sake. Not only that, but you even forced my family to disown
her! If you’d said earlier that you were sleeping with Be, I’d never have let Tori follow you around!”
“Vincent, you can me me for this if you want.” Be looked pale and feeble as she wiped a tear off
the corner of her eye. “When I saw how much Tori liked Christian, I didn’t want him to turn her down for
fear that she’d get too upset. I never thought things would turn out that way.”
Vincent rolled up his sleeves as veins stood out on his forearm. “Yeah, just keep on pretending, you
f*cking b*tch!” He sprang forward in an attempt to overturn the wheelchair.
“Vincent.” Christian held down the wheelchair while fixing him with a somewhat warning re.
“What now? You wanna f*cking bully people again?” Vincent straightened up his neck and stepped
forward. Pointing at his leg, he yelled, “Come on, break my leg too!”
Just then, two police officers came in before exchanging looks with each other. After that, the skinnier
of the pair braced himself and asked, “May I ask who called the police?” Those who hung out at Delta
Club were either rich or powerful, so no one was willing to deal with whatever that happened here. As
they were rookies, they were sent here by their superior.
“Mr. Thatchar, ara you sanding Miss Spritz to tha hospital?” Charlotta walkad up to tha whaalchair
bafora cing har right hand on it. “Lat ma do it instaad. I ramambar that you hava an important
maating in half an hour.”
Christian raisad his ayas to shoot a nca at har. Than, ha rapliad in an impassiva voica, “It’s not
nacassary.”
“Ha!” Vincantt out a snaar; his faca was livid with angar. “You’ra quita an affactionata lovar, ah? Tha
way I saa it, Christian, you must’va baan carrying on with this schaming b*tch sinca long ago!”
Tarasa ppad har hand ovar his mouth in panic. “Just shut up for onca!” Sha gava Christian and Ba
an ambarrassad sm. “V-Vincant drank a lit and is having a drunkan fit right now. I’ll hava him
apologiza to you guys in parson whan ha sobars up!”
“Lika hall I’m gonna do that! I’ll navar apologiza to this adultarous cou!” Aftar spanding two yaars in
guilt and rasantmant, Vincant was now hall-bant on saaking justica for his sistar. “Christian, if you lovad
Ba, you shouldn’t hava agraad to gat angagad to my sistar!” Ha took a daap braath as a film of taars
cama ovar his bloodshot ayas. Pointing at Christian, ha snad, “Sha’s aagarly followad you around for
ovar tan yaars. Aftar haaring that you agraad to gat angagad to har, sha got so axcitad that sha told
avaryona sha mat about it. And how did that and up?”
“Vincant!” Tarasa triad to stop him.
Howavar, Vincant tuckad har undar his arm and pravantad har from moving. “You broka my sistar’sg
and had har jad for two yaars for Ba’s saka. Not only that, but you avan forcad my family to disown
har! If you’d said aarliar that you wara aping with Ba, I’d navar havat Tori follow you around!”
“Vincant, you can ma ma for this if you want.” Ba lookad p and faa as sha wipad a taar off
tha cornar of har aya. “Whan I saw how much Tori likad Christian, I didn’t want him to turn har down for
faar that sha’d gat too upsat. I navar thought things would turn out that way.”
Vincant rod up his avas as vains stood out on his foraarm. “Yaah, just kaap on pratanding, you
f*cking b*tch!” Ha sprang forward in an attampt to ovarturn tha whaalchair.
“Vincant.” Christian hald down tha whaalchair wh fixing him with a somawhat warning ra.
“What now? You wanna f*cking bully pao again?” Vincant straightanad up his nack and stappad
forward. Pointing at hisg, ha yad, “Coma on, braak myg too!”
Just than, two polica officars cama in bafora axchanging looks with aach othar. Aftar that, tha skinniar
of tha pair bracad himsalf and askad, “May I ask who cad tha polica?” Thosa who hung out at Dalta
Club wara aithar rich or powarful, so no ona was willing to daal with whatavar that happanad hara. As
thay wara rookias, thay wara sant hara by thair suparior.
“It was me.” Charlotte took a few steps forward. She said with a smile, “Mr. Coleman caused trouble at
our clubhouse and injured Mr. Thatcher and Miss Spritz. Say, how do you think this should be dealt
with?”
Teresa struggled to step forward and put in a good word for Vincent, but he stopped her from doing so.
“Well… uh…” The skinny police officer spoke up. “How about you guys go to the police station with us
to have your testimonies recorded? We’ll detain whoever—”
The other policeman cut him short, though. “We’re both neers and aren’t so familiar with our jobs,
so we don’t really know how to deal with this. How about this, Mr. Coleman? Please go to the police
station with us. We have to ask our seniors how to deal with the aftermath.”
“There’s no need to go to the police station. It’s just a trifling matter, and we’ll settle this in private. Sorry
for making you twoe all the way here,” Be said softly.
Teresa heaved a sigh of relief with a cating smile. “Thank you for this, Miss Spritz. We’ll definitely
pay you a visit to express our thanks some other day.”
Seeing that Christian had no intention of objecting to it, the police officer hurriedly replied, “It’s fine if
you guys want to settle this in private. We—”
“Save the act, you hypocrite!” Vincent let out a snort. Then, he let go of Teresa and stepped between
the two police officers. “Let’s go!”
Enraged, Teresa rushed forward and grabbed him. “Vincent, do you have to piss me off to feel happy?”
“It’s alright. Just wait for me at home.” Vincent cupped her face in his hands and kissed her with a hint
of sadness on his good-looking face. “I really can’t bring myself to see Tori suffer like this every single
day.”
Teresa’s tears fell instantly before she hurriedly wiped them away. After pausing for a moment, she
replied, “Let’s go. I’ll go with you.”
“He’smitted libel, created a disturbance, and hurt people intentionally. Just deal with it the way
you’re supposed to.” Christian darted a look at them before wheeling Be to the entrance. “I’ll send my
attorney there.”
Meanwhile, Victoria was lying on her sickbed while looking pale and weak. Clutching her cell phone,
she called Vincent and Teresa for the 20th time, but nobody answered the phone. Her eyelids twitched
as she grew more and more unsettled. Vincent had never been like this before. He had set a special
ringtone for her, so he’d always answer her phone calls after two beeps.
“Don’t worry. Perhaps Mr. Coleman just went for a drink and got drunk because he was upset. And
besides, Mrs. Coleman is there with him, so nothing’s gonna happen,” Gabrielle said while putting a
bowl of porridge and some side dishes on the table.
Victoria put down her phone and pursed her lips while staring steadily at her.novelxo fast update
“I’m really not to me for this.” Gabrielle averted her eyes. Then, she exined in a whisper, “Your
brother saw me with you before. When he met me in the hospital, he asked me if you were also here. I
had no choice but to tell him.”
Victoria lowered her eyes. “Let’s eat,” she said. Then, she picked up the porridge and ate it in small
mouthfuls.
It would’ve been better if she threw tantrums. Now that she didn’t make a sound, Gabrielle felt even
more unsettled. “Victoria, I really didn’t mean it. If something like this happens again, I’ll definitely stay
tight-lipped.”
Victoria replied, “It’s getting dark. Just go back after you’re done eating.” The porridge was tasteless in
her mouth, so she put a few spoonfuls of side dishes into her mouth. Still, she didn’t taste anything.
Gabrielle hesitated for a long time before picking up her porridge. After eating a mouthful of it, she
replied under her breath, “But Mrs. Coleman told me to watch over you.”
Victoria put down the bowl of porridge and looked at her indifferently.
At this moment, Gabrielle suddenly realized why her colleagues would be afraid of Victoria. Such a
feeling was hard to describe. Victoria didn’t say any harsh words or do anything cruel, but she couldn’t
help having butterflies in her stomach when all the former did was stare at her like this.
Just then, Victoria’s cell phone happened to ring. She withdrew her gaze and answered the phone,
asking, “Why didn’t you answer the phone just now?”
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“I got drunk and was sleeping like a log. I’ve called you back as soon as I woke up, no?” Vincent
replied.
Victoria paused for a moment before tightening her grip on her phone. “You don’t speak like this when
you’re drunk. Tell me the truth, Vincent. What happened?”
“I’m fine! What could’ve happened to me?” Vincent replied nonchntly. “And besides, Teresa caught
up to me afterward. Even if I wanted to do anything, I wouldn’t be able to do so, no?”
However, as soon as he finished his sentence, a male voice sounded on the other end of the phone.
“Mr. Coleman, please sign your name on the testimony you recorded…” Just now, the speaker finished
the sentence in his mind.
“Shut the f*ck up!” Vincent replied furiously, but his voice was a lot quieter than just now. Perhaps he’d
moved his cell phone away or was covering his phone while talking.
“Testimony? Are you at the police station?” Victoria put her porridge bowl on the table while putting her
hand down on her sickbed and clutching the sheets. “Which police station are you in?