Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband by Qiaoqiao

Chapter 251 - 251: 251: How Long Are You Going to Keep Pretending?

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Page Uland hesitated for a moment, but quickly decided that it didn’t matter what kind of horse it was, as long as he could swipe his card.

He reached into his pocket, only to suddenly realize, with a frown, that his card was not there; he had given it to Xavier Hamer to hold on to!

The cashier’s smile slowly faded, and Xaviera Evans took out her own card and handed it over.

At this moment, Suki Woods seized the opportunity to sarcastically remark, “Ha! So this old man doesn’t have any money after all. And he still has the audacity to keep a mistress when moneyless? Xaviera, are you blind? Be careful not to end up with nothing in the end!”

Xaviera frowned.

Page Uland, indignant, said, “Those who babble nonsense will enter Hell of Tongue Pulling after death.”

Hearing this, Suki Woods sneered disdainfully, “Old man! Are you from the mountains? Hell of Tongue Pulling? I don’t believe it! You dress in ancient costumes, looking weird and strange. You must be a big liar!”

Xaviera took back her bank card, her expression turning cold.

She had initially not wanted to argue, but this woman dared to insult Master Uland?

Xaviera took out her phone, calmly signed a contract, and transferred the payment to the other party, while a trace of a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

maybe he just forgot to bring

happened before. I wanted to give you tickets to Xavier Hamer’s art exhibition, but you didn’t accept them. Or… I can buy you clothes instead. This time, I’ll pay. But since you’re already married to Caleb, you should… keep your distance from

slowly walked up to the cashier, softly saying, “Hi, I’ll

Just swipe my card,

her with a smile, “Great! Miss Woods is

people, if they don’t have the money, shouldn’t pretend to be rich!

married, it’s really fickle of her to go shopping

handed Xaviera the bag of clothes and gave Page Uland a dirty look,

those shopping bags, her voice cold, “I

ponte to me. consider It an

“I’m not being polite.”

pay for the clothes

was filled with pride. Our little Xaviera

who was next

didn’t hear wrongly, right? You said this store is yours?

I bought this

the manager, “Everyone

in fear,