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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 191: To Smash a Person or a Car?

Suddenly, Caleb Mamet's eyes turned cold: "The herbs Miss Evans painstakingly planted have been destroyed by the Coriell family."

Leaving aside whether these herbs were actually useful, they were planted by Xaviera Evans with hope for detoxification, and now they were ruined overnight.

Steve Price swallowed saliva, whispering: "Boss, you have to calm down."

At this moment, Steve Price couldn't help but feel sorry for the people of the Coriell family - after all, the CEO hadn't gone to the backyard yet, and his wife had already gone on a rampage. If she really killed Vita Coriell, the consequences would be severe.

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When Xaviera Evans arrived at the backyard, she saw Vita Coriell and Mrs. Coriell complaining loudly.

Vita held a parasol, her face impatient, "It's so damn hot in the sun! Let us in! Is this how you treat your guests at Lowen Clubhouse? I'm Caleb's childhood friend! Are you guys out of your minds?"