Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband by Qiaoqiao

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“However, the fact is that your thoughts are wrong, after all, the person standing here is me.”

Xaviera Evans raised her hand and pointed at herself: “Take a good look, this face, is your real hostess, the one who can decide whether or not you can work here.”

The maid laughed: “Decide if we can work here? You really think highly of yourself? We’ve been working here for two or three years, and you think you can just kick us out with a word? What a joke!”

“A joke?”

A deep and indifferent male voice sounded at the door.

Caleb Mamet didn’t expect to witness such a scene when he turned back. His cold gaze swept across everyone present.

The maids shuddered, and the one who had just spoken turned pale, her legs trembling as she stammered an explanation; “Mr., Mr. Mamet, it’s not

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what you heard… I was just angry at the moment…”

“Angry at the moment?”

Caleb Mamet repeated the maid’s words unhurriedly: “So you can say that my wife has no right to kick you out just because you were angry? You can point fingers at the hostess of this villa? Who gave you the guts? Huh?”

he had never shown any anger to her and had always sulked in private. Who were these maids to talk to her so

he had appointed, the woman who entered the Evans family’s

eyes became even more deep and serene, his gaze falling on Xaviera, “You usually seem so strong against me, why

to bully you

Xaviera: “”

just come back

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a chance to say

Caleb’s attitude, the maid

see if there’s anyone you like. If not, let them all go, and we’ll replace them with a new batch that

didn’t even give the maids a glance, just lowering his eyes to look gently at Xaviera, as

was helping her

down on her and made all kinds of nasty comments. How had her father and Rose Campbell dealt with it back

had said that these servants had been working in the Evans family for a long time, and they

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level of the servants.

lowered her head and looked at her hand that Caleb Mamet was holding onto, the veins in his palm and fingers clearly defined, and the fingertips carrying traces of calluses, gently rubbing the back of her

arm like she was tired, her voice weak: “Let’s

around me.”

Mamet looked down at the woman’s head and suddenly patted her on the head with

saying this, he directly called the

the

her entire weight on him, a bit perplexed. Had the woman

reality, Xaviera just didn’t know how to deal

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