Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Without waiting for Yvette Flack’s response, one question after another was asked: “Have you ever participated in the International Translation Competition? What was your result? How about your university graduation grades? Has your graduation work ever been nominated for any awards?” Yvette Flack shuddered slightly.

Caleb Mamet: ‘What was the initial fashion design philosophy proposed by the Mamet Corporation? Did you participate in the last Paris Design Competition? Do you think you have the ability to win the championship at the Paris Design Competition?”

With each question Caleb asked, Yvette trembled more, her face pale.

Many of the things he mentioned, she had never even heard before. Her college diploma was bought as well… Besides falling in love, she did nothing in college!

The noblewoman became anxious: “Oh, Caleb, why are you asking all these questions? Are you really considering using Yvette as an assistant? That would be a waste of her talent. She is just your personal assistant, handling some private matters. It doesn’t matter if she doesn’t understand your jargon; as long as she is good-looking and obedient, it’s fine.”

It’s almost like she’s telling Caleb outright that she sent this woman to his side to sleep with him.

As Caleb’s bedmate, she doesn’t need a lot of talent or ability, just good looks, beautiful appearance, and being gentle and attentive on demand.

Caleb looked at her with a half-smile: “Handle some private matters? I have my hands and feet; do I need her help for them? Just look at her and see if she’s even worthy!”

“Forget about being an assistant. I don’t see her fitting that role. Any assistant from the Mamet Corporation is a top graduate with numerous awards. Someone like Miss Yvette Flack, who knows nothing? Better not to send her to disgust me. ”

Xaviera Evans: ‘

This man either doesn’t speak at all, or when he does, he’s infuriating. However, listening to Caleb scold people is so thrilling!

Caleb leisurely concluded: “Miss Yvette Flack, you should focus more on improving your abilities. Without good looks or capabilities, you’ll be eliminated by society eventually. All right, we’ve said our piece; let’s go.”

The last sentence was directed at Xaviera Evans, who immediately put away her beaming expression, obediently allowing Caleb to lead her away.

However—

These people had been waiting for such a long time for this opportunity – how could they let it go so easily? If Yvette didn’t end up in Caleb’s bed today, all their efforts would have been wasted!

The noblewoman disregarded all propriety and rushed forward, dignity be damned: “Caleb, wait! Perhaps my words were unclear. Yvette may not be quite qualified as an assistant, but she’s exceptional in other ways. She can serve you well, ensuring a unique experience. Just give a nod, and I’ll have Yvette attend to you at your house or even at the old mansion if you’re in a hurry.”

“Please consider – Yvette is not like some people. She’s a thousand times better than the one you married. She’ll be submissive to you and won’t defy any of your orders…”

The living room suddenly went quiet.

Xaviera narrowed her eyes – it’s one thing to offer Caleb a woman, but to belittle her is out of line, isn’t it?

Caleb stopped: “Mrs. Whitman, are you insulting my wife?” Glancing at Yvette, his voice was dripping with derision: “Comparing this woman to my wife – is she even worthy?”

Mrs. Whitman was Caleb’s father’s younger sister, who had married into the Whitman family years before and became the head mistress. The Whitmans were quite influential, even though they couldn’t compete with the Mamet family. The Mamet family had always shown her respect, and whenever she visited, they would call her Mrs. Mamet, acknowledging her connection to the Mamet family.

However, Caleb’s use of Mrs. Whitman instantly distanced her from the Mamet family. The problem was that she had grown used to being fawned over and never noticed the anger in Caleb’s tone.

Still full of herself, she replied, “Caleb, that’s not what I meant. I didn’t intentionally insult Miss Evans. But Yvette was raised to be a noble lady, unlike some who grew up in the countryside and lack sophistication. Caleb, although you’re the head of the Mamet family now, I still want to say this – you can’t be casual about your marriage. It’s not only irresponsible to you but also to the Mamet family.”

“Your wife, the mistress of the Mamet family, should be a well-bred lady like

Yvette, gentle and virtuous, not a bumpkin from the countryside..”