Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Chapter 146 - 146: 146: Can We Stop Pretending to Be Innocent?

Seeing Xaviera under control, Mrs. Mamet could not help but feel delight,

“Drag her to Yvette’s room. Make her apologize!”

Despite being restrained, Xaviera maintained her upright posture and glanced indifferently at Mrs. Mamet. Unnoticed by everyone, a silver needle as thin as hair gently pierced Mrs. Mamet’s wrist.

Mrs. Mamet felt an itch on her wrist but didn’t care much, looking smugly around the room and said, “Whoever dares to tell Caleb about what happened today, you are all doomed.”

Xaviera sneered, being pushed by the servants towards Yvette Flack’s room.

The first time using the hidden weapon given by Master Uland was on Mrs. Mamet, which was such a bargain for her.

In Yvette’s room.

Mrs. Whitman sneered when she saw Xaviera, “I thought you were so stubborn, but here you are, meekly coming to apologize?”

Xaviera looked at her smilingly and nodded, ‘Yes, I’m here.”

How else would I drug you?

Mrs. Whitman felt something was wrong. She rubbed her wrist, feeling as if it hurt just now. She suspected Xaviera was up to no good, but with more than a meter distance between them, she dismissed the thought as paranoia.

Yvette had heard the commotion outside and asked weakly, “Aunt, what’s going on?”

Mrs. Whitman replied triumphantly, “Xaviera is here to apologize to you.”

“What? Miss Evans is here? I said she didn’t need to apologize, though.”

Xaviera: ‘

Caleb is not here, let’s not fake innocence anymore, shall we?

Mrs. Whitman handed Xaviera over to Yvette, telling her to deal with her as she wished before leaving the room.

Yvette’s demeanor changed instantly, “Miss Evans, I never thought you would actually come to apologize to me. I thought having someone backing you up means you wouldn’t bow down to anyone.”

Xaviera leaned back leisurely in her chair, “So, you’re not playing the innocent victim anymore?”

Yvette’s eyes were filled with resentment, “Look at you! No manners in sitting or standing. It’s not surprising since you grew up in the countryside; you have no upbringing at all. Only an elegant young lady like myself from a prestigious family is worthy of being Caleb’s wife. You, a rude woman, don’t deserve to stand by his side!”

Yvette had already investigated Xaviera and knew everything about her, “Look, you’re the young lady of the Evans family, yet they don’t recognize you, and they don’t care about your reputation. A woman abandoned by her own family, what right do you have to compete with me for Caleb?”

Xaviera looked at her for a while.

There’s no denying that Yvette was beautiful, but jealousy made her look completely different. What kind of charm does Caleb possess that could make these women become crazy and vicious for him…

Yvette gritted her teeth, “Xaviera, I’m talking to you. Are you deaf?!”

Xaviera spoke calmly, “Miss Flack, do you know what your actions represent?”

Yvette frowned, “What are you trying to say?”

“What you’re doing now, morally speaking, is being the mistress who interferes with someone’s marriage. I don’t know what Mrs. Mamet has told you or why she’s so bent on pushing women onto Caleb. First it was Vita Coriell, and now it’s you… I wonder if it’s because Mrs. Mamet was a mistress herself that she enjoys finding mistresses for her son?”

Yvette trembled with rage, “Xaviera! Mrs. Mamet is just looking out for me!

Besides, even if you two get married, I have the right to pursue true love. If Caleb truly leaves you for me, it’s because I have the ability to win him over, not because you can’t keep a man!”

Xaviera laughed. She had heard these words so many times that her ears were almost callous. It seemed that mistresses worldwide loved to use love to justify their actions. Yet, can true love absolve everything?

“Xaviera, what do you have to compete with me? I am the sole heir of the Flack family. If Caleb marries me, he’ll effectively marry the entire Flack family. And you? Just a country bumpkin.

Yvette’s words completely diminished any desire Xaviera had to continue talking with her. It was impossible to get through to someone with such warped morals.

Her fingertip moved slightly, and the silver needle in an invisible corner pierced Yvette’s body. Xaviera put the needle away, intending to leave. She came to seek revenge, and these people treated her like a pushover… it was intolerable..