Chapter 17 Christian Won't Let Her Leave So Easily

• "Don't. Your jacket will get ruined." Victoria removed the jacket and handed it to her brother.
• She was covered in filth from all the washrooms and puke she had to clean.
• "Ruin it, my a*s!" With bloodshot eyes, Vincent aggressively grabbed the suit jacket from her and draped it on her shoulders again. "I'm going to get mad if you repeat this kind of bullsh*t!"
• Victoria smiled as she felt the warmth of the jacket, no longer rejecting Vincent's love.
• "Quit your job too!" Vincent pulled his wallet out and shoved a bank card into her hands. "Here, take it. Let me know when it runs out of money!"
• "It's fine. I'm pretty happy being a cleaner." Victoria pushed the card back to him.
• However, he didn't take it but looked at her with distress. "Tori, is it because you're mad at me for not standing up for you two years ago that you don't want to spend my money? I—"
• "No. You're overthinking it," Victoria cut him off with concealed bitterness. "Mom and Dad will surely get upset if they find out you've given me money. Besides, Dad has a heart condition."
• Vincent clenched his fists, loosened them, then clenched them again. He ultimately put away the bank card. "Fine, if you don't want to take the card, you can at least let me help you find a better job, can't you?"
• "It's fine, Vince," Victoria mumbled. "I won't be able to leave Delta Club."
• Christian would never let her leave so easily.
• Vincent's face blanched reflexively for a moment before he gritted his teeth, so upset that the veins around his temples popped. "Did Christian force you into becoming a cleaner?"
• She nodded in affirmation.
• "That f*cking b*stard!" Vincent loosened his necktie, his eyes turning bloodshot. "Had he not done enough when he dragged you into the penitentiary two years ago?! I'm going to find that son of a b—"
• "Vince!" Vincent turned around as he cussed, only for Victoria to drag him back, looking all spent. "Don't bother. You're no match for him."
• "What am I supposed to do, then? Sit back and watch him mangle you?!" He enunciated with anger while punching his chest. "What kind of a f*cking brother does that make me?!"
• Worried, Gabrielle approached the Coleman siblings and stood next to Victoria when things became loud.
• "Think about your two children. Don't let your anger get the better of you." Victoria didn't want to say more when Gabrielle was now here. "It's getting late. I'm heading back."
• With that, she took Gabrielle with her and left.
• "Tori!" Vincent shouted from behind, irresolution and guilt surging beneath his eyes.
• Victoria stopped in response but didn't turn around.
• "I'm sorry…" Vincent clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles paled.
• "It has nothing to do with you. It was my fault for loving the wrong person." Victoria's voice deepened, and it was laced with a hint of hoarseness. "Mom and Dad, have they… have they asked about me?"
• Vincent parted his lips a few times but couldn't bring himself to utter a word, filled with utter guilt.
• "Vince… Good night. Remember, don't act rashly." Victoria fought back the bitter tears hanging at the corner of her eyes and jogged to the taxi parked by the side of the road before getting in.
• Her parents hadn't forgiven her, huh?
• However, she didn't even have the right to blame them. She could only blame herself for loving and believing someone she shouldn't have.
• Gabrielle entered the taxi after Victoria. The former had a bunch of questions, but she just handed Victoria a piece of tissue in the end. "Here, wipe it away, or people will think I've bullied you."
• By the time the pair returned to the dormitory, the lights were already out.
• "Do you two have no civism, monkeying around in the middle of the night? Can anybody get some sleep here?" At that, Daisy said mockingly, "Never mind, forget I ever asked. What manners can I expect from you two when one's a murderer and the other one's an escort?!"
• "Ask yourself this, Daisy. Who's the one who talks on the phone until late at night and disturbs everyone else's sleep?!" Gabrielle's face flushed with anger. Also, how dare you call me an escort! I'm as much of a hostess as you are. It's not like I've ever done any shameless deals!
• "So what if I talk on the phone, huh? Am I not allowed to sleep early when I'm not on the phone today?!" Daisy rolled her eyes.
• "You were still on your phone when we came in." Gabrielle pointed at her, so livid that her finger was even shaking.
• "I got tired from playing with my phone and wanted to sleep. Just as I put it down, you guys came marching in, making a lot of noise." Daisy snorted. "I'm not asking for much. Since you guys are in the wrong, apologize and bow deferentially. Is that so hard?"
• Gabrielle was made so livid by Daisy's shamelessness that she was rendered speechless.