Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband by Qiaoqiao

114 Chapter 114: I Want to Stand

Here for a While

After comforting Jessi, Mag Evans gently shook Xaviera Evans’s hand: “Sister, don’t worry, no matter what anyone else says, I’ll always be on your side. I know you really want to meet the head of the Mamet family, no matter how much others oppose, I won’t listen. I want to fulfill your wish, so please come with me to Lowen Clubhouse.”

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Xaviera scoffed gently, her good sister was really belittling her in every word. Since she wished so much to take her to the Lowen Clubhouse, Xaviera would not satisfy her.

Xaviera gave a faint smile: “I’m sorry, I don’t want to go to the Lowen Clubhouse with you. As for the head of the Mamet family, you can go and see him yourself, I don’t have the time to accompany you.”

Having said that, Xaviera turned her head and left.

Mag couldn’t help but feel the anger rise on her face; she didn’t know what Xaviera was proud of. Clearly,

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she was a hundred times, a thousand times better than Xaviera. She had won the favor of the head of the Mamet family, who had personally invited her to be a guest at the Lowen Clubhouse. It was such a great honor? How envious others were, but Xaviera? She

didn’t seem to care, which wasn’t normal!

Why could Xaviera, who sold her body for money, just to sleep with old men, ignore her and look down on her?

Yes, every time Mag met Xaviera’s eyes, she felt that Xaviera was looking down on her. That kind of stare, like looking at garbage, was constantly irritating her.

Jessi mocked sarcastically: “Mag, since some people don’t know gratitude, just let her be. After all, she’s just a country bumpkin who has come from the countryside. She has no insight, and yet she is deemed worthy of being Miss Evans of the Evans family. What a joke.”

her composure and adjusted

expression.

true. Xaviera and her were on

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of the Mamet family.

driver or a cleaner

Xaviera returned to the Mamet residence,

the Earth in a

her shoes in the doorway under the evening glow. Although the light was dim, it didn’t affect her movements. Hanging her coat on the rack, she was

Xaviera: “…Who’s that?”

she walked towards the source of

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a blurry figure stood at the entrance of the kitchen, slightly hunched,

“Xaviera.”

a bit hoarse; he hadn’t expected Xaviera

recognized his voice, stopped walking, and muttered: “You’re at home, why didn’t you turn on the light?

motionless, which made

Adam’s apple bobbed:

he wasn’t injured, what was he doing standing by the kitchen entrance?

cook

you need me to help you with anything?” Xaviera

flicker of unnaturalness crossed Caleb’s