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!”

don’t cry. I

go and rest for a while. No matter what, the 80 million

University as our

of

arms, her

to her, but no one would know where she got

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

the restroom’s rocking chair, enjoying a cup of coffee, feeling a bit fatigued after strategizing with

Mamet entered the room, she was already asleep in the

paused and approached

and a

smell gradually degraded, so

the Civil Affairs Bureau, he clearly smelled the faint, elegant fragrance on Xaviera. It wasn’t like the scent of flowers or spices, but

delicate skin

this moment, giving him an urge to hold her

He thought that her curled-up posture might be uncomfortable, so he held her in his arms, adjusted her position, and smoothed her hair

red and tender lips, Caleb’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and

in her sleep