Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Mag had a smug expression on her face. If Xaviera didn’t marry Edwin, she would only be a worker’s wife, with no power or influence. In contrast, she would be Mrs. Mamet, the lady of the Mamet family, and Xaviera would never match up to her.

Although Moore was just a member of one of the Mamet offshoots, he was still part of Libanan’s upper class. Xaviera couldn’t compare to her. The clothes Mag casually bought were worth more than her poor husband’s annual salary.

Thinking about this, Mag’s smile became even smugger, though she wiped her tears and pretended to be sad, “Sister, I just don’t want you to suffer. If you marry Mr. Edwin Sutton, you won’t have any worries for the rest of your life. You won’t have to suffer with that man!”

Everyone’s expressions softened, and they nodded in agreement.

“Mag is kind-hearted, she’s just thinking about finding a good match for her sister.”

“Mr. Mamet was originally Xaviera’s fiancé, but now Mag is going to marry him soon. Mag must feel guilty, so she wants to help Xaviera find a good marriage too.”

“We misunderstood Mag.”

Mag spoke gently, “Sister, if you don’t want to, then forget it. I won’t force you. But now that the Sutton Family has sent betrothal gifts, what should we do?”

“No! She must marry!” Madame Evans roared, “Xaviera, we are all your family. How could we harm you? What’s so good about marrying a poor man? It’s your luck that Mr. Edwin Sutton likes you!”

Mag also chimed in, “Sister, Moore and I are getting married soon. I can’t bear to see you marry an ordinary worker. Don’t you love money the most? Edwin’s family is extremely wealthy. If you marry him, you will enjoy a luxurious life.”

Hearing everyone’s persuasion, Xaviera still looked disdainful, which enraged the Suttons.

“Xaviera! Don’t take our kindness for granted! It’s an honor for my son to marry you. If you dare to back out and break my son’s heart, I will never let you go!”

Mrs. Sutton threatened Xaviera while Madame Evans was so anxious, she started stomping her feet. “Xaviera! Get a divorce at once, marry Edwin next month, and stop sneaking around. You got married without telling your family. You scoundrel!”

Xaviera raised her eyebrows, “Do I like money?”

Everyone was taken aback when they heard her indifferent statement, “Yes, I do like money.”

The Suttons thought she was ready to compromise and showed smug smiles on their faces.

Edwin looked at her lecherously, “My dear Xaviera, as long as you serve me wholeheartedly, I will not treat you badly. Don’t you just like money? I’ll give you as much as you want!”

Mrs. Sutton nodded, “As long as you marry my son, I will make sure you are well taken care of and can spend as much money as you want.”

Edwin’s eyes glistened, “Darling Xaviera, listen to me. Hurry up and divorce that poor man, cut ties with your Albert, and I will cherish you forever.”

“After you’re married, you’re not allowed to wear short skirts or show your shoulders and neck when you go out. You can’t meet any other men. In short, you’re not allowed to go out unless my son is with you. Your only task is to make my son happy. Nothing else matters.”

Mrs. Sutton said sternly, word by word, as Xaviera’s eyes grew darker and darker.

Edwin leaned in closer, his disgusting lips forming words, “As long as you serve me well, I’ll be happy, and any request you have will be granted.”

“Mr. Edwin Sutton is as ugly as he is delusional!”

Just then, a cold voice came from outside the door, creeping into everyone’s hearts like an icy chill.

The man’s voice was cold, “Mamet has always been proud, but he never dared to make such demands of Mrs. Mamet. Mr. Edwin Sutton, do you think you’re qualified to make so many demands on Mrs. Mamet?”

Everyone looked at the source of the voice, only to see a tall man exuding an oppressive aura slowly walking in. His heavy steps weighed everyone’s hearts down.

What did this man just say? Was he… Xaviera’s husband? Daring to mock Mr. Edwin Sutton in public?

Mrs. Sutton was about to curse at him when she saw her husband and Madame Evans turn pale and tremble slightly.

The man in front of them appeared like a god descending from the heavens, his icy gaze scanning the crowd, making everyone hold their breath.