Chapter 21 Need a Girl?

• A strong metallic taste spread in Victoria's mouth as she bit down on her lower lip until it bled. This was done in an attempt to force down the gastric juice that was gushing up to her throat.
• When the man saw that she had not moved for a long while, he grew more and more impatient.
• At the same time, the jeering voices in the room were becoming louder.
• Click. The door of the room was suddenly opened and in came the tall figure belonging to Christian.
• Christian glanced across the room coldly and eventually landed his gaze on Victoria, who was kneeling on the floor. He knitted his eyebrows slightly upon seeing that but soon wore an indifferent look once again.
• Meanwhile, Charlotte leaned against the wall idly with a nonchalant but seductive look on her face.
• The crowd that was clamoring just a moment ago instantly quieted down. Everyone was standing straight in fear and two of them bolted to open the window to ventilate the room.
• "M-Mr. Thatcher." The man quickly pushed Victoria away and stood with the others in apprehension.
• As she was not prepared for the sudden shove, she lost her balance and fell to the ground. The ashtray that she had been holding on moments ago slipped from her hand as she fell, breaking into pieces.
• However, at times like this, the people around her could not spare the time to care about her or wonder why she would be holding an ashtray in the first place.
• She stumbled to get back on her feet, then moved aside with her head lowered. Several broken pieces of the ashtray stuck in her palm resulted in her blood flowing from the cut and slowly dripping down onto the floor.
• Meanwhile, Christian was stunned for a moment as his gaze fell on her bleeding hand. Though, he looked away shortly after as if he had seen nothing.
• Everyone in the room was getting unnerved by the silence as no one dared to speak up.
• "Need a girl?" He looked past Victoria to look at the man behind her. "Do you want me to call some girls for you?"
• Hearing that, the man gave a hollow laugh. He gulped nervously, then he stuttered, "T-There's no need to trouble you."
• Christian stared at him and said calmly, "It's not troubling at all. You're the customer here, so satisfying your desire is what the Delta Club should do. Charlotte."
• "I'll call a few people over to entertain this handsome guy." Charlotte curled up her red lips as she gave the man a wink before saying slowly, "Six machos. How does that sound?"
• The man's face turned pale upon hearing that, and he could not stop the trembling of his legs and hands. He was breaking out in cold sweat.
• "Don't be scared." She chuckled as she looked at him with her enchanting eyes. "I have a drug here, and you can have it. Free of charge. Just take it as my generous treat for you."
• At this moment, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat. He looked at the others for help, but all of them just looked away.
• He gulped anxiously as more beads of cold sweat were forming on his head. "M-Mr. Thatcher, i-it's my fault. I shouldn't cause any trouble here. Next time, I-I…"
• His knees buckled under Christian's cold stare. Thud! He fell on the mixture of vomit and broken pieces of the ashtray. He was so frightened that he could not even talk anymore.
• After 15 minutes, Victoria had finally finished with her cleaning and left the room.
• When she saw Christian standing in the hallway with his back facing her, she frowned immediately. With the cleaning tools in her hand, she walked in the opposite direction.
• "Come here." A clear and cold masculine voice sounded from her back.
• Pressing her lips into a thin line, she lowered her head and walked back to him. "Thank you… for just now."
• "Do you really mean it, though?" Christian lowered his head to look at her with a hint of mockery showing in his eyes. "Or perhaps you are blaming me for ruining your fun times?"
• When she heard that, she raised her head sharply to look at him with disbelief in her eyes. What… does he mean?
• "Am I wrong about that? You failed to seduce Anthony that night, so you changed your target this time." His gaze then landed on her still bleeding hand. He frowned slightly at the sight but quickly looked away. "Victoria, you really can accept any kind of man, don't you?"
• At this moment, the disbelief in her eyes dissipated gradually as she lowered her head once again. She mocked herself inwardly. Did I actually think that he'd care about me? Haha. Something's definitely wrong with me.
• Even if she was raped by that disgusting man just now, Christian would probably think that she was the one seducing him first anyway.