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Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Rumor had it that Xaviera Evans had a weak constitution—a sickly beauty. Rumor had it that she spent a fortune every day on medications—eating them like candy. Rumor had it that ten servants waited on her by her bed every day—a burden to everyone. They were all waiting for the Evans family to toss Xaviera Evans back to the countryside and leave her to fend for herself. Xaviera Evans: "They're all saying that I'm weak and can't take care of myself. Apparently, I spend money recklessly as well.” She looked down at her tattered shirt and was exasperated. Xaviera Evans: “Are you saying that this wealthy family lets their daughter wear tattered clothes every day?” The Evans family's rich daughter? She had enough! She would not be it anymore! Therefore… Scumbag guy: "Without the Evans family, you're nothing." Xaviera Evans: "If I'm kicked out of the Evans family, I'll be done for." Scumbag girl: "Sis, don't be too disappointed. As long as you work hard, you'll be praised one day.” Xaviera Evans: "Shut up, I don't know a traitor like you." The scumbag guy and girl: "???" Rumor had it that the Mamet family's youngest son, Caleb Mamet, rashly married a woman who had nothing but looks. Xaviera Evans: "Is someone looking down on me?" One day, Xaviera Evans saw one of Caleb Mamet's employees racking his brains over a series of numbers on the computer screen. Since she was free, she lent a hand. Did she just crack the firewall created by the joint efforts of top elite hackers?! Caleb Mamet inched closer with every step. "Xaviera, what else are you hiding from me? Hmm?" Xaviera Evans: "Oh, no! I feel dizzy again! I'm so weak. This body of mine is just too weak!"

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Chapter 1259: If someone offers help without reason, they must be wicked or a thief

Xaviera Evans struggled to get up from Caleb Mamet's body, her face flushed red, and she viciously glared at Yigol Mamet. Was this guy asking for a beating again? How dare he tease her and Caleb?

On one side, Caleb Mamet got up and nonchalantly straightened his clothes. His face was calm, and there was no trace of embarrassment on his expression.

Yigol Mamet shakily pointed at Caleb Mamet and yelled, "Caleb, I never thought you would be this kind of person! This may be a private room, but how can you fool around like this? Do you have no self-control at all?"

At these words, there was a hushed silence in the room. Caleb still sat on the sofa with an unchanging expression. Yigol glanced at Caleb, noticing no sign of anger, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yigol." The next second, Caleb suddenly spoke, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. His soft and gentle voice rang out, "Don't you think you're talking too much? Say one more word and I'll sew your mouth shut."