Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband by Qiaoqiao

32 Chapter 32: The Biggest and

Most Awesome One

Xaviera Evans followed Gaby Rome to the principal’s

office.

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Gaby poured her a cup of coffee and placed it beside her: “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming, Evans? I could’ve picked you up at the front gate.”

“No need, it’s not my first time here.” Xaviera took a sip of coffee, listening to Gaby murmuring: “You’re attending the Clothing Design Competition as Lohill this time, so you want to come out into the open? If Master hears this news, he’d be over the moon.”

Gaby Rome and Xaviera Evans share the same master.

However, Gaby was forced upon the master through his father’s connections, while Xaviera was pursued for a whole year before becoming the last disciple of

her master.

Their social status was clear at a glance.

So, even though Gaby was technically Xaviera’s mentor, he actually respected her as the big sister!

However, Xaviera kept a low profile, with only her mentor Lohill being publicly known. Her master complained more than once about how frustrating it was to have a genius disciple who was too low–key to show off.

Speaking of the master, a hint of warmth flashed through Xaviera’s cold eyes, “How’s the master doing?”

“He’s doing great, eating and living well.”

Gaby dragged a chair next to Xaviera and looked hopeful: “Xaviera, haven’t you confirmed this quarter’s business partner yet? Do you have any ideas?”

Xaviera glanced at him: “Just say it.”

straightened up: “It’s like this, I have a friend, and his company wants to cooperate with you. His

over drinks, and

matter to me…”

held her chin: “Which friend? What’s

her inbox and didn’t have time

the Mamet Corporation, the biggest and

“Cough!”

poured

“What do

waved her hand:

it later.”

was on the verge of

Caleb Mamet that he would get Lohill

entrance of Libanan

of varying heights and body types, all dressed in

Steve Price got out of the passenger seat,

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towards the backseat of the car to

Mamet.”

first, followed by long legs

of the car, there was a collective gasp for breath in

area.

nose, deep eyes, and an emotionless expression on his chiseled face, he exuded

quickly regained

her again: “Evans, are you sure you don’t

Libanan. It’s definitely

them.”

her hand: “The Clothing Design Competition is about to start, let’s talk about

friend afterwards.”