Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Chapter 296: 296: Why Can ‘t My Wife Come?

“I’ve heard that he has wanted this violin for a long time. Once we win it at the auction, we will give it to Xavier as an apology.”

Zara Woods nods: “What if someone else tries to outbid me?”

“There shouldn’t be any, only Xavier knows the news about this violin, others should have no idea.”

Mrs. Woods chuckles: “Anywvay, Xavier has temporarily left because of an urgent matter, he won’t be able to attend it, this gives us a chance to win the violin and present it to him. If he truly wants it, he’d surely forgive us.”

Zara: “Mom, don’t worry, I will definitely win it.”

Xaviera Evans smirks subtly, and leaves unnoticed.

Ever since Xavier Hamer threw the Woods family out of the art exhibition, there have been rumors in the upper class that the elders of the Woods family committed something disgraceful.

Since it all started with Xavier, naturally they need to start with Xavier to fix it.

As such, the Woods family targeted Hamer, knowing his desires for the violin, hence, they specifically attended the auction to win the violin in hopes to seek Xavier’s forgiveness.

However…

The reason Xavier wanted the violin in the first place was to give it to her!

Xaviera gleefully smiles. If Zara comes to know that I’m the one who wants the violin, what would her reaction be?

She returns to Caleb Mamet’s side, looking at the violin in the auction catalog with interest.

Caleb looks up: “You like this?”

Xaviera responds: “Hmm.”

Caleb: “I’ll bid on it and get it for you.”

Xaviera smiles thoughtfully: “There’s no rush, you don’t have to spend your money, someone will naturally buy it and gift it to me.”

Caleb raises his eyebrows, “Xavier?”

“Although Xavier did say he’d give me the violin, the person paying won’t be him.”

Xaviera chuckles: “This violin will eventually be mine anyway, why should I bother? Let’s just look at other things.”

Seeing her confidence, Caleb didn’t ask any further.

After a while, Xaviera asked out of curiosity: “Caleb, all these wealthy families gather here for the auction, is it just to seek a good reputation? Is spending so much money for the sake of reputation worthwhile?”

He gently replies: “These people already aren’t short on money, so they care greatly about their reputation. Once someone starts donating, many will follow suit. That’s how charity auctions accumulate bit by bit.”

Xaviera realizes that all they do is for show, with a few who genuinely do charity.

Everyone gathers here today to showcase their families’ power, there are bound to be some interesting things happening.

Xaviera flips through the auction catalogue, “This necklace features a 10-carat diamond, it looks nice. Even this calligraphy by Mr. Bank is up for auction?

There’s so much…”

Before she could finish her words, she heard a woman’s scornful voice.

“I advise you not to bother looking, you cannot afford any of it anyway!” Xaviera looks up and sees two women slowly approaching.

Suki Woods is looking at her scornfully, while Zara stands nearby, expressionless.

“What kind of place is this, any person is allowed in here? If you have no money to buy anything, why bother coming? Ridiculous!”

Xaviera is speechless.

Does she look so poor?

Caleb slowly raises his eyes, coldly: “If the Woods family is qualified to attend, why can’t my wife?”

Suki is taken aback by Caleb’s cold gaze.

She had thought that Caleb didn’t like Xaviera, so he wouldn’t stick up for her. After all, it was widely known among the upper class that he only impulsively married Xaviera and did not truly like her.

Zara then intervenes to stop Suki, and gently speaks: “Caleb, don’t get angry.

Suki is young and naive, and speaks a bit bluntly. She must have forgotten that

Xaviera has become your wife.”

“Also, today’s auction is very important; all the big shots from Libanan are here. She is just afraid that Xaviera will act rashly, offending some noble gentleman or lady, which could become troublesome.”

“Zara Woods, let me remind you.” Caleb replies, his gaze not lifting, his face showing signs of impatience..