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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 131: The Results are Out

Xaviera Evans groaned and lazily leaned back in her chair, "So what you're saying is, no matter who loses, neither of us can ask Mag Evans to beg for mercy or renege on the bet?"

Jessi Whitman nodded emphatically, "Yes!"

Xaviera tapped her fingers lightly on the table and then looked up at Mag, "My dear sister, did you hear that? You can't plead for mercy, so don't even think about playing the innocent, phony girl today."

Mag bit her lip, almost in tears. Fortunately, before anyone could come to her defense, a shout came from the outside, "The results are out, the exam results are out!"

Who knows which class representative, holding their phone, shouted, "Come on, everyone, log in to the campus network and check your scores! I heard that there is a huge difference in scores this time. The good ones are really good, and the bad ones are all over the place, with all kinds of scores, even single digits."