Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband by Qiaoqiao

Chapter 191 - 191: 191: To Smash a Person or a Car?

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Suddenly, Caleb Mamet’s eyes turned cold: “The herbs Miss Evans painstakingly planted have been destroyed by the Coriell family.”

Leaving aside whether these herbs were actually useful, they were planted by Xaviera Evans with hope for detoxification, and now they were ruined overnight.

Steve Price swallowed saliva, whispering: “Boss, you have to calm down.”

At this moment, Steve Price couldn’t help but feel sorry for the people of the Coriell family – after all, the CEO hadn’t gone to the backyard yet, and his wife had already gone on a rampage. If she really killed Vita Coriell, the consequences would be severe.

When Xaviera Evans arrived at the backyard, she saw Vita Coriell and Mrs. Coriell complaining loudly.

Vita held a parasol, her face impatient, “It’s so damn hot in the sun! Let us in! Is this how you treat your guests at Lowen Clubhouse? I’m Caleb’s childhood friend! Are you guys out of your minds?”

“Miss Coriell, you’ve trampled on the herbs our Madam has planted, so you can’t leave for now. You have to wait for our Madam to make the decision,” said Sean Price.

Sean Price was Steve Price’s brother and Caleb Mamet’s subordinate – with a calm and steady character.

His words were equivalent to Caleb’s words.

So Vita didn’t dare to offend him, let alone lose her temper at him.

and crushed another herb angrily, her

Xaviera

pulled her away and pretended to scold: “Vita! Hurry up and apologize to

Xaviera Evans sneered.

apologizing for stepping on the herbs as if that’s

Caleb doesn’t like these plants, I’m

and impossible to buy even with money. These were the medicine Xaviera prepared

Coriell, one needs to pay for destroying other people’s possessions. You have to compensate

grass? Fine! Here’s 200 dollars okay? Or a thousand? Are you really

Xaviera Evans snickered.

A thousand dollars?

by the market price, these herbs

couldn’t even buy them! When Sir Coriell was desperate to obtain these herbs, he offered 500,000 dollars per plant, but no one would sell them

grown, they could still

spoke coldly: “Sean

immediately straightened his

“Yes, Madam!”

calmly, “Miss Coriell has destroyed my herbs and doesn’t want to pay for them.

indifferently, “It’s up to you,

Xaviera knew she had full control over everyone at Lowen Clubhouse. So she leisurely said, “In