Chapter 61
His eyes bloodshot, Vincent pointed his finger at each of the staff members present. âAll of you arenât
gonna call him down here, huh? Fine!â He strode toward the staircase. If theyâre not gonna call him
downstairs, Iâll look for him myself!
A hint of hesitation flickered across Teresaâs 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 Vincentâs way. The Colemans
couldnât compare with the Thatchers, but it wasnât like they could afford to displease the former either.
Just then, the elevator door opened, and Christian wheeled Bella out in her wheelchair. âWere you
looking for me?â
Upon hearing his voice, Vincent turned around and swung his fist at him without the slightest hesitation.
âVincent!â Teresa hesitated for a moment before dashing forward to block Vincentâs way. Then, she
shook her head at him.
âGet out of my way!â Vincent yanked Teresa out of his way. Striding up to Christian, he seized the
manâs collar with both hands and uttered each word between clenched teeth, saying, âChristian
Thatcher, are you a f*cking monster?!â
Teresa tugged at his arm while pleading with a choke in her voice, âVincent, donât do this.â
âSay it! Are you?â Vincent stared fixedly at Christian before tears sprang to his eyes. Wiping his tears
with one hand, he growled, âIs my sister nothing to you because you only care about the woman you
love?â
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. âIs this fun to watch?â
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.
âEveryone, please delete the photos and videos voluntarily before going where youâre supposed to go.â
The dense crowd scattered soon after that, though many looked back as they left.
Vincentâs face was contorted with emotion. âBella broke her leg, so you broke my sisterâs leg and had
her jailed for two years! Itâs still uncertain who was in the wrong back then. Even if it was my sisterâs
fault, sheâd already paid her dues. Why wonât you let her off?!â
Christian darted an impassive look at him. Then, he said in a chilly voice, âGet off me.â
âMy sisterâs biggest mistake in life was to be so f*cking blind as to fall for you!â Vincentâs eyes were
blood red as he clutched Christianâs collar with all his might. âLet me ask you this, Christianâwas it you
who scalded Toriâs leg like that?â
Bella, who had been silent all this while, quickly came forward with a look of anxiety and guilt. âVincent,
Christian really isnât to blame for this. It was me who scalded Victoriaâs leg by accident while pouring
tea. Iâll pay for her medical expenses and go to the hospital to apologize to her some otherââ
Thump! Vincent let go of Christian and knocked Bellaâs wheelchair over with tremendous strength. He
mocked, âYou want to pay for her medical expenses? Ha!â He took out his wallet, from which he
produced a stack of cash and hurled it at her face. âIâm not f*cking short of cash! Is this money enough
to pay for your medical expenses? If itâs not, I can give you more money!â 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 didnât 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, âThatâs enough, Vincent.
Sheâs a woman, after all. And besides, she probably didnât mean it, and sheâs apologized.â
âHow could you believe this crippleâs story?â Vincent spat on the ground. He continued, âSheâs even
accused Tori of trying to run her over with a car! Like hell Iâll believe it!â
Bellaâs eyes darkened at the word âcrippleâ as she removed the banknotes and cards from her head
and body.
âVincent, have you had enough?â Christian crouched down and took the wheelchair off Bella. Then, he
lifted her up and put her back in the wheelchair.
âNot yet!â Rage and resentment screamed and charged through Vincentâs veins when he saw how
Christian tended Bella with painstaking care. âDonât you two like to give an eye for an eye? Iâm telling
you, this scheming b*tch can forget about getting away with it after scalding my sister today!â
Teresaâs pupils shrank at his words. âVincent, what are youââ
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 Christianâs trouser legs and the back of Bellaâs hand.
It was difficult to see how severe Christianâs injuries were, but the back of Bellaâs 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.
âThisâ¦â Teresaâs face was red one moment and pale the next. After saying a word, she couldnât finish
her sentence for a long time.
A flicker of surprise flashed across Charlotteâs glistening eyes. After that, all that was left was a look of
amused interest.
âWhy didnât you fend it off when she splashed the pot of f*cking tea onto my sister, huh?!â Veins stood
out on Vincentâs forehead as his finger moved from the tip of Christianâs nose to Bellaâs. âYou should
consider yourself lucky. You splashed a whole pot of tea onto my sister, but I only splashed so much
hot water onto you!â 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,
âGet a few men to stop him, and call the police.â
âYes, Mr. Thatcher,â Charlotte replied softly before gracefully walking to the front desk to pass on the
instructions to the front desk lady.
âChristian, donât call the police.â Bella tugged at Christianâs sleeve while shaking her head with watery
eyes. âVincent only did this in a fit of anger. At the end of the day, it was all my fault. If I hadnât splashed
tea onto Victoria by accident, such a thing wouldnât have happened.â
Vincent had reached the clubhouseâs entrance, but he stormed back angrily after listening to her words.
âF*ck! You know what? Goody-two-shoes and scheming b*tches like you disgust me the most!â He
lifted his leg to kick at her wheelchair, but Teresa grabbed him and stopped him with all her might.
âVincent, would you give me a break?â 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, âHow f*cking disgusting!â
âVincent, youâ¦â Bellaâs eyelashes fluttered as she was too choked up to speak.
Teresa struggled to force an apologetic smile while apologizing to Bella. âSorry, Miss Spritz. Vincent
only did such a silly thing in a fit of anger. Iâd like to apologize to you on his behalf. Could you please
not call the police?â
âLet them call the police as they please. Do you think Iâll be scared of that?â 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 wouldnât
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Christian looked nonchalant the whole time without batting an eye. However, when he caught a glimpse
of the blisters on Bellaâs hand, Victoriaâs badly scalded thigh crossed his mind, and he frowned
unnoticeably. Then, he stepped behind Bellaâs wheelchair and wheeled her outside