Chapter 19 I Said Kneel!

• "You just have to humiliate yourself like this, don't you?" Lucas strode over to Victoria and clasped her wrist. "The person Christian likes is Bella, not you! Nothing you do will ever change that!"
• "I know that Mr. Thatcher likes your sister. You don't have to reiterate." Victoria struggled to break free a few times to no avail. "Please let go of me. I need to finish my job."
• There was a flashing light at the end of the corridor. Victoria looked in that direction reflexively, but she didn't see anything there.
• My lack of sleep is probably making me see things.
• Lucas, on the other hand, didn't let go after hearing her words but only tightened his grip. "Do you really like Christian that much? So much so that you're willing to be a cleaner just to stay by his side?"
• "Does my love for him have anything to do with you?" Victoria smirked icily. "Even if I like you, would you want to be with the perpetrator who tried to kill your sister?"
• Lucas pursed his lips before releasing her. "Why did you have to run over Bella? You and Christian were already getting engaged. She wouldn't have been a threat at all."
• "No reason. I just felt like it," Victoria mumbled with drooping eyelids.
• Are you saying that I ran over Bella? Huh, are you so sure that my car hit her and not the other way round?
• "How is it that you can be so wicked?!" Lucas interrogated. "You're Bella's best friend. You should know that as a dancer, dancing is her life! Now that you've broken her leg, her life's ruined! Do you know how miserable she's been in the past two years?!"
• "What does her misery have to do with me? Someone as wicked as me loves to see my friends in misery, after all. The more awful her life, the happier I am."
• Could Bella's life in the past two years be worse than mine in prison?!
• Lucas couldn't believe she would actually say such words. Sure, she used to be a little insolent, but never this vicious. Is this actually who she is instead?
• "Coleman, Mr. Spritz is a customer. How dare you speak to a customer like that!" Cameron approached the two. "Kneel! Apologize to Mr. Spritz!"
• However, Victoria just lowered her head and kept her gaze on the floor, unmoving.
• "Do you not speak English?! I said to kneel!" Cameron raised his voice.
• At that, Victoria licked her dry lips and dropped to the floor with a lowered head, staring at her reflection. "I'm sorry, Mr. Spritz."
• She had just mopped the floor, so it was still wet, and now that she was kneeling, the water very quickly dampened her uniform.
• Her legs felt cold and painful as well because of the bruises she had gotten from kneeling outside a few days ago.
• Meanwhile, Lucas looked down at her and said nothing.
• A few customers happened to be passing by, and they took a few ganders at Victoria.
• One of them, who was a baby-faced young woman, couldn't stand it anymore and came up with a frown. "What's going on? We're already living in the 21st Century; how is it that people are still forced to kneel?! Come on, stand up! Are you an idiot? Just because they asked you to kneel doesn't mean you should actually do so!" She pulled Victoria up before either Lucas or Victoria could say anything.
• "Janice, don't meddle in other people's businesses!" A man came and pulled the woman aside before turning to Lucas. "My friend just arrived in Bloomsway. She doesn't know any better. Please forgive her, Mr. Spritz. I'll take her away this instant."
• "I'm not going anywhere! What kind of man is he to bully a woman?!" Janice Mooney stood in between Lucas and Victoria with her arms akimbo, making the man beyond apprehensive. However, Janice wouldn't leave no matter what he said.
• "Thank you." Victoria pushed her aside gently. "I'm good. You should go and enjoy yourself with your friends."
• Though the young woman stood up for her out of kindness, she couldn't drag her into the mud.
• "See, she says that she's fine. Don't meddle in it anymore. Come on, hurry up. Let's go!" The man and another woman dragged Janice with all their might, but the young woman still didn't want to give up, turning her head around to shout, "I'm in Room 4502. Come to me if you need help!"
• Victoria nodded at her with a smile, but the smile disappeared as soon as she turned back around.
• "I won't give a damn about you anymore since you like being tortured so much!" Lucas' gaze turned complicated when he saw her changing her expression in a split second. Then, he pulled out a tube of ointment, which he had asked someone to bring from abroad, and shoved it in her hands. He was sure her legs were filled with bruises when she had kneeled for so long the other day.
• However, Victoria shoved it back into his hands without even looking at it. "It's my business how I want to torture myself. It has nothing to do with you, and I don't need you to give a damn about me either."