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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 1147: Officially Becoming Part of the Drew Family

Boyd Drew looked guiltily at Sir Drew, "Grandfather, Dr. Fei previously said that you might not be unconscious, but I didn't take his words seriously. Then I thought you might be because you're getting old, plus you were poisoned before, and your body is weak, so you slept for a few days."

"Mr. Caleb Mamet, I was wrong to blame you. It was all my fault. Please don't misunderstand grandfather. He has always cared a lot about you!"

Sir Drew's expression gradually softened. He had been raising Boyd beside him since he was a child. Even though they had no blood relations, he had long considered him his own grandson. Now, Boyd was carrying all the blame for the Drew family, unlike Caleb Mamet, who only cared about his own interests, and paid no heed to the survival of the Drew family.

He glared at Caleb Mamet unhappily, then cleared his throat and said, "Alright, Boyd has apologized. Let's forget about this incident and not delay the ancestor grave visiting ceremony."