Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband by Qiaoqiao

Chapter 337: 337: This girl is not gentle at all!

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“Moore? Brother Moore.’

Mag softly called out his name, her eyes filled with confusion.

Moore Mamet snapped back to his senses and, recalling Xaviera Evans’ words, looked at Mag with suspicion: “Mag, why did Xaviera bring up this 80 million dollars? I thought…”

Before Mag could answer, Moira Besian snorted coldly: “It’s all because Xaviera is jealous of Mag. This money is saved up by Mag herself, what’s the problem with that?”

Moore thought about it and felt that what the old lady said made sense. Mag had taken up quite a few endorsements over the years, and with the company’s earnings, it wasn’t strange for her to put forth 40 million dollars.

But Xaviera didn’t seem like she was making things up. Could it be because she was panicking and just blurted out a few words?

“Brother Moore, don’t you believe me?”

Mag’s eyes were slightly red, and she was on the verge of tears.

Her body softened, and her eyes filled with sadness: “Now everyone is scolding me, saying I’m a homewrecker. They also think that I, a private-born daughter, can’t possibly have so much money.”

“I can’t compare with my sister, but this money is from my endorsement fees and acting expenses. I didn’t want to spend it, so I saved it… Brother Moore, that money is really mine!”

her cry, Moore Mamet felt heartbroken: “Mag, don’t cry. I didn’t doubt you.

your body is weak. You should go and rest for

as

a sigh of relief and obediently

Moore Mamet’s arms, her eyes full

one would know where she got it from, because no one would think she had anything to do with that

to donate 40 million dollars to Libanan University, while Xaviera couldn’t. In this regard, she

the other hand, Xaviera was lying in the restroom’s rocking chair, enjoying a cup of coffee, feeling a bit fatigued after strategizing with Mag for half the day. When she relaxed, she felt a

Caleb Mamet entered the room, she was already asleep in

paused and approached

a faint,

poisoned, his sense of smell gradually degraded, so

he clearly smelled the faint, elegant fragrance on Xaviera. It wasn’t like the scent of flowers or spices, but a special fruity aroma

her eyelashes fluttering like fans, her delicate skin glowing in the sunlight. Her whole body curled up, as cute

felt that Xaviera was gentle and soft at this moment, giving him an urge to hold her in

slightly, took off his coat, and gently covered her with it. He thought that her curled-up posture might be uncomfortable, so he

her red and tender lips, Caleb’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and he bent down to give her a gentle

a warm breath getting close in her sleep and instinctively opened her