Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Xaviera Evans glanced at Gaby Rome’s expression and knew that his train of thought had gone astray again.

She retracted her leg, stepped forward slowly, and stared into Mag Evans’ eyes, “And where did you get the wrong idea that I would plead for someone who intends to harm me? Most importantly, wasn’t it you who bewitched Jessi

Whitman to attack me? If anyone needs to apologize, it’s you to me.”

Xaviera raised Mag’s chin with one hand, carefully appreciating every subtle change in her expression.

“You were insinuating to Jessi that I had plastic surgery. But don’t you know if I really did or not? We just met a few days ago at the music store.”

No plastic surgery clinic could restore someone’s appearance in just two or three days.

Gaby blinked, plastic surgery?

Did his brother Evans even need plastic surgery with that face?

The way people looked at Mag had become strange.

Upon noticing people’s gazes, Mag almost couldn’t stand still. Why had it turned out this way? It was supposed to be Xaviera who ended up in disgrace, but why had it backfired on her?

Mag bit her lip, her pale face filled with grievance, “I’m sorry, sister. I was just too shocked by your change, really. I had no other intentions, and I certainly didn’t intentionally imply that you had plastic surgery…”

At this moment, Moore Mamet hurried over. He immediately opened Xaviera’s hand and protected Mag firmly behind him, “Xaviera! Are you bullying Mag again? Why are you so vicious?”

Gaby couldn’t stand it anymore. He stepped forward to confront Moore, “Moore Mamet, are you a moron? You claim Xaviera is wrong without knowing the situation?”

“Gaby? Why are you here?”

“Nonsense, if I wasn’t here, Xaviera would have been bullied to death by you.”

Gaby responded irritably, “And don’t call me Gaby; we’re not familiar!”

One after another, it wasn’t for the sake of Caleb Mamet’s face (relationship) that he was willing to deal with this brainless and stupid man like Moore Mamet.

“Gaby, do you know Xaviera? Let me tell you, this woman is full of cunning tricks; don’t be deceived by her.” Moore saw Gaby protecting Xaviera, and he earnestly persuaded him.

Gaby rolled up his sleeves, “Are you deaf? Didn’t I just tell you not to call me Gaby? And what do you mean ‘full of cunning tricks’? Your whole family is full of cunning tricks!”

“Gaby Rome.” Xaviera called out to him indifferently.

Gaby silently lowered his sleeve and stepped back behind Xaviera.

Okay, brother Evans did tell him not to fight earlier.

Moore Mamet looked doubtful. Gaby Rome had a special status and swaggered around school, lawless, proud, and dismissive of everyone. Moore was only able to be closer to him because of his uncle Caleb Mamet’s relationship, but what was going on with Xaviera?

How could she suppress Gaby with just one sentence?

Xaviera’s eyes were faint, “Mr. Mamet, casually insulting someone might get you a lawyer’s letter.”

That one sentence instantly made Moore remember the scene in the music store.

His face stiffened for a moment.

Mag’s face also looked unwell, as she tugged on Moore’s clothes, “Moore, my sister is also participating in the Clothing Design Competition. Can you go and check if she has signed up? It’s her first time participating in this kind of competition, and I’m afraid she might make a mistake…”

“Ha, her? Participating in the Clothing Design Competition?”

Moore laughed, turned around, and affectionately pinched Mag’s nose, “I just received news that Miss Lohill will be attending as a judge for this competition. How about that? As the only disciple of Miss Lohill, you must be excited to finally meet her, right?”

He had come here to tell Mag this news, not expecting to see Xaviera holding Mag’s chin as soon as he walked in.

“Really? Will Miss Lohill really come?!” Though Mag had also heard the news, it was still uncertain. Now that Moore had said it, it was almost 100% confirmed.

The other students were also excited. Miss Lohill was coming?!

They must perform well this time and try to get guidance from Miss Lohill!

At the same time, they cast envious glances at Mag. When they were working hard to be noticed by Miss Lohill, some people had already become her disciple, which was enough to make one jealous.

Gaby Rome listened to their conversation, looking confused at Xaviera.

Wait, when did his brother Evans take Mag as his disciple?

“Brother Evans?” He quietly poked Xaviera’s arm.O

Seeming to know what he wanted to ask, Xaviera replied without looking back, “Don’t worry, I don’t have this evil disciple..”