Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

“I’m telling you, we have to get Mr. Caleb Mamet to relent and make peace today no matter what. It’s your fault after all. If you hadn’t called the police, your brother wouldn’t have been arrested. So, you must solve this problem!”

Xaviera Evans’ expression was indifferent: “If I attend the banquet and then disappear from the Flack family, it would have no impact on the two of you, but the word about my reputation would not be good!”

At this moment, Jeremy Campbell choked up.

Nidya Hughes couldn’t help roaring in anger: “What does your reputation matter! You can’t represent the Campbell family. Now the reputation of Anna and your brother is the most important thing!”

“You grew up in the countryside, you don’t understand etiquette, you are rude and unbearable. I don’t even hope for you to have a good reputation. It’s better to sacrifice you for the benefit of everyone else. What do you have to worry about! Hurry up and go!”

Xaviera’s expression turned cold, then she raised her eyes to look at housekeeper Bronte in the corner and nodded indifferently: “Alright.”

“Mrs. Campbell…” She was about to leave when she suddenly paused, turned around and said, “I’ll be back soon. I hope you won’t be too surprised by then!”

Nidya’s brow furrowed, “Get on with it! Stop trying to be mysterious. Who knows what you’re going to do!”

Anna Campbell hurriedly said: “Mom, I think my sister might be unhappy. We originally said we would bring her to the banquet, but didn’t let her show her face. That’s why she feels uncomfortable inside; thinking that dad and mom are targeting her…”

She helplessly continued, “Actually, my brother’s situation also started because of my sister. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been locked up. So she should be responsible for this matter. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with what dad and mom did.”

Nidya nodded in satisfaction, “Look at how sensible our Anna is. Let’s go inside.”

At this moment, Xaviera had already walked over to the corner.

Housekeeper Bronte immediately bowed respectfully, “Miss, I have recorded the video according to your request. The banquet will start in an hour. Why don’t you go to rest with Mrs. Campbell first? She has already prepared your favorite pastries, just waiting for you to come!”

Xaviera nodded and followed housekeeper Bronte into the inner courtyard.

“Miss, Mrs. Campbell said that you don’t have to worry. With her here, no one can bully you. She will help you deal with the Campbell family. You just rest assured and have a good sleep.”

Xaviera felt warmth in her heart. The room’s décor looked like it belonged to a young girl, must have been specially prepared for her. The table was also filled with carefully prepared pastries and dishes.

Housekeeper Bronte instructed: “Miss, Mrs. Campbell said that this banquet is for you, but whether to attend or not is up to you. If you don’t want to attend, just feel free to sleep. Leave everything to her.”

Leave everything to her…

After housekeeper Bronte left, Xaviera kept repeating that sentence in her heart. Her nose suddenly felt sour. In fact, Xaviera never cared whether she was the biological daughter of the Campbell family, because she already had someone who cherished her like family.

After Xaviera fell asleep, Elijah Flack came by once.

Steve Price stood not far away, his face full of anger: “Mr. Mamet, Mr. Flack went inside. Aren’t you going to do anything?”

“You’re very noisy.”

“Mr. Mamet, I’m doing this for you! Actually, I’ve held some words in my heart for a long time. I can’t stand it anymore.”

Caleb Mamet didn’t even raise his head: “You better hold it in.”

Steve Price faced it with a serious expression, as if ready to die: “No matter what, I have to say it this time. Even if I don’t get paid, I have to speak! Mr. Mamet, do you know who your wife is? She is a descendant of the miracle doctor Saint Hand, has four incredibly talented brothers and behind those four brothers, their families adore her like their own daughter.”

Caleb Mamet was puzzled.

Steve Price continued solemnly: “Moreover, she is a designer, a champion in translation competitions, plays the violin, knows medical skills, is beautiful and has a good figure.”

“Now, look at yourself – you have a bad temper, and in your wife’s heart, you’re still just a bastard. Do you think you deserve her? If you don’t change yourself, maybe one day you’ll be abandoned by her. Don’t you worry at all? Mr. Mamet!”

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.