Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

There was silence in the car for a while. Xaviera cautiously looked up and saw that Caleb’s face hadn’t changed much. She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the matter of her deceased fiancé had passed and that Caleb was no longer interested in it.

Xaviera glanced out the window and grinned as she spoke, “Caleb, can you stop the car here? I need to go…”

Before she could finish, the car whizzed past.

Xaviera: ‘

At this point, Caleb spoke slowly, “Pretend I’m old and can’t hear you, or you can just assume that I’m dead.”

Xaviera: ‘

Why did he use her words about her deceased fiancé to block her? Was it because he thought she was lying? How could it be? She was so sincere in what she said!

News that the Coriell family had acquired ‘Fleeting Time,’ the one-of-a-kind gown from Miss Lohill, spread overnight in upper-class society.

All friendly families involved in the fashion industry received the Coriell family’s invitation, including the Evans family. Upon agreeing to meet with Albert, Xaviera found out he was now working for the Evans Group. Xaviera was surprised, “When did you sneak into the Evans Group?”

Albert’s tone was languid, “To help you get some revenge.”

Xaviera grinned and followed Albert openly. Recently, Caleb seemed to be in a strange mood. He looked down on her, spoke to her sarcastically, and she didn’t want to be with him. Albert was there, so she decided to hang out with him.

Upon learning that Xaviera had run off with her brother, Caleb sneered and tossed the contract he held to the side. He closed his eyes and calmed himself for a while before speaking, “Steve, I have some instructions.” “Mr. Caleb Mamet, what are your instructions?”

“Contact Mr. Janell and ask if Caleb has been too idle lately.”

Stealing someone else’s wife right under his nose? So what if it was Xaviera’s brother? Xaviera was already married. At this point, her husband should be the most important figure!

Steve’s expression was difficult to describe.

Mr. Caleb Mamet, even if your wife is Miss Xaviera, you can’t just monopolize her like this! This will only make things worse! Her impression of you is already bad. Instead of gradually winning her favor, you’re provoking her brother—your future brother-in-law…

Steve thought that Caleb was going to play himself to death, potentially losing his wife in the process.

“Also…” Caleb suddenly remembered something and commanded leisurely, “The Coriell family’s gown is fake. You know what to do, right?”

Of course, the more impressive thing was Caleb’s intention to expose this matter publicly, completely disregarding the Coriell family’s reputation. The Mamet family had many ongoing collaborations with the Coriell family, so their downfall wouldn’t benefit them. Considering it from a profit standpoint, Steve wanted to advise Caleb to think more carefully.

However, Caleb’s next words were, “The Coriell family has offended her. Even if they die, they deserve it.”

Steve immediately shut his mouth.

It turned out to be a case of a man’s rage for his beloved woman. In that case, it shouldn’t be a problem.

Downstairs at the Evans Group building, Albert had gone to park the car while Xaviera waited. Soon enough, Albert rushed back huffily, “I don’t know what’s gotten into Master, suddenly calling to scold me, saying I stole some big shot’s wife. Hah!”

How could a single guy like him steal someone’s wife?!

Xaviera was also puzzled, “Huh?”

“Stealing his wife? Do you see any living female beings by my side? How could I steal his wife? Xaviera, do you think that big shot has a problem? Is it possible that he’s just unhappy with me and deliberately told Master to get back at me?” Xaviera wanted to nod but couldn’t bring herself to do so.

She felt that she should meet the criteria that Albert described… a living female, but how could she be the big shot’s wife?

Xaviera agreed with Albert’s grievances, “Exactly, that big shot must be jealous of you. He’s envious that you’re young and handsome!”

Albert felt that Xaviera’s analysis made sense. “Alright, wait for me a moment. I’ll go upstairs to grab something and then take you to the Coriell family’s banquet.”

Just then, a familiar voice echoed behind them, “Mr. Sullivan?”

As Albert turned around, he met Derek Evans’ smiling face, “Mr. Sullivan, what brings you to the Evans Group? Have you considered having a collaboration with our company?

Albert nodded coldly, “Yes, I think the Evans Group is quite good..”