Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Today’s banquet was intended for Mag Evans to seize the opportunity to build a good relationship with the ladies of Fragrant House, but Xaviera ruined that chance!

The entire room was quiet.

At this moment, Mag Evans had tears in her eyes: “Dad, since my sister doesn’t welcome us, I’ll leave with mom right now!”

Derek Evans looked at his aggrieved daughter and was suddenly furious: “Xaviera! You edited this video! Are you trying to drive your sister and stepmother to death? You’re ruthless!”

“You troublemaker! Sinister guy! Why can’t you be sensible and gentle like your sister? Get out of the Evans family right now!”

“Mr. Evans.”

Suddenly, Albert Sullivan spoke with a cold smile: “I’ve listened for a while, and

the more I hear, the more confused I become?”

He slowly walked up to Derek Evans, his tone ice-cold: “It seems that Xaviera was the one being framed. Why does Mr. Evans demand that she swallow her anger and even scold her harshly?”

“Mr. Sullvian, don’t blame my dad. He’s just…” Mag Evans hurriedly explained, her eyes slightly red, feeling very wronged.

Albert Sullivan waved his hand, “Miss Mag Evans, I’m not talking to you. Please could you shut up? But you did make some sense.”

Mag Evans, who had just been feeling heartbroken, heard the last sentence and her eyes suddenly lit up.

Albert Sullivan was affirming her words, so there might be a turning point in the situation. Had he taken a liking to her?

Mag Evans showed a shy expression, “Mr. Sullvian, actually I…”

“Miss Evans said that you should leave the Evans family with Rose Campbell right away, and I think that makes sense. I agree.”

Albert Sullivan said leisurely: “Rose Campbell destroyed someone else’s family as a mistress, and you inherited your mother’s mantle, snatching other people’s boyfriends. It’s indeed time for you to get out.”

Mag Evans’ lips turned pale, her body trembled, her face full of disbelief.

Derek Evans hurriedly explained: “Mr. Sullvian, Rose is being wronged. Mag just said that for her own sake. The ones who should leave are not them. They are too gentle and kindhearted…”

“Xaviera went to great lengths to drive them away. It’s all her fault, and it has nothing to do with Rose and her daughter!”

Derek Evans’ explanation became increasingly far-fetched, and everyone looked at him with suspicion.

Xaviera crossed her arms, “Is that really what dad thinks? So that’s how I appear in your eyes!”

“Rebellious girl! You dare to fabricate the truth! Shut up and go back home!”

Derek Evans was still yelling, but before he could finish, Albert Sullivan interrupted him.

“Mr. Evans, I think it’s necessary to tell you that I provided the video to Xaviera. ”

Derek Evans suddenly choked, his face turning ashen.

He was completely shocked, trembling all over, as if he had been struck by lightning.

“Mr. Sullvian, you… it’s impossible…”

“What? You mean I’m lying?” Albert Sullivan raised his eyebrows: “Mr. Evans, if you don’t believe me, we can call the police. I have faith that someone can prove the video is real.”

“Impossible! This… must be fake…” Derek Evans’s mouth twitched, and he stuttered: “Rose is gentle and kind-hearted. She, she…”

“So Dad means he doesn’t believe Mr. Sullivan? If it weren’t for Mr. Caleb Mamet and his friends showing up, my life would have been ruined. You didn’t say a word for me but always tried to exonerate Rose. Are you involved in this scheme too? Trying to kill your own daughter?”

Each word Xaviera said was striking. Derek Evans’ face grew whiter and whiter as he listened.

He never thought Xaviera could say such words. Immediately, he became enraged and stamped his foot: “Scoundrel! Shut up! How dare you try to slander me? You and your dead mother had no regard for human feelings!” Xaviera’s eyes turned cold.

Derek Evans, anger taking over, spoke without thinking: “Let the matter rest here. Don’t pursue it any further, or else…”

“Is Mr. Evans threatening me?” Albert Sullivan’s eyes were deep and mysterious.

Derek Evans suddenly choked and swallowed the words in his mouth. The next second, a cold weapon appeared above his head, the muzzle pressed against his forehead.

The crowd screamed in terror, scattering in every direction.

Derek Evans was frightened, cold sweat dripping: “Mr., Mr. Sullvian…”

“Mr. Evans, would you like to repeat what you just said?” Albert Sullivan’s voice was deep and low..