Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Chapter 353: 353: The Situation Gets Out of Control, Mag Evans Goes Crazy

Hearing this, the reporter was also angered.

“What’s wrong with talking about it! Mag Evans played the mistress and framed Xaviera, and now she’s misappropriating others’ money. Can’t we even talk about all these disgusting things she’s done?”

“A crying child gets the candy, but they can’t commit mistakes every time and simply shed a few tears to let it all pass!”

Moira’s face turned red and then pale.

Reporters were indignant, “Mag Evans wronged Xaviera, and the Evans family immediately held Xaviera responsible, making her clear Mag’s name. What kind of upbringing do the Evans have? They don’t spoil their legitimate Miss but pamper the troublemaker and jinx!”

“Because of the shameless mistress, the original wife died without knowing why, and they continue to mistreat her only daughter! Mr. Evans, don’t blame me for not reminding you, you regard a troublemaker as a treasure, and your family will eventually be ruined by her!”

After that, someone threw a bag of foul-smelling stuff at Mag from the crowd.

‘Smack,’ it hit Mag on the head, and an intense stench spread instantly.

Mag was stunned for a few seconds, then screamed violently, “Ahh!!”

The plastic bag was filled with stinky tofu which landed right on Mag’s head, and the smelly tofu slowly dripped down her hair.

As someone started, others quickly followed suit in anger, throwing their coffee and bottled water at her, showing no mercy.

Mag screamed, and Madame Evans hurriedly pulled her into the police station.

She cried uncontrollably, “Why? Why are they treating me like this? I’m innocent…”

The stench filled the air, and staff members covered their mouths with a look of disdain.

Who would believe that Mag Evans was innocent?

Did she think that after tampering with the evidence, they wouldn’t know the truth anymore? Heaven knows the truth, and they could never cover it up!

Mag looked at the stinky tofu sticking to her body and screamed hysterically, “Quick! Call Black Tide! Didn’t she say everything would be resolved? Why are people still causing trouble for me?”

As the gang returned home, they immediately called Black Tide.

After connecting, Mag screamed, “Black Tide! Didn’t you say everything was resolved? We even gave you the shares, why did everything turn out like this?”

Black Tide responded indifferently, “Miss Mag Evans, my job was to help you tamper with the evidence, and I successfully got you out of the police station. If they don’t believe you, I can’t control that. After all, your vicious and obscene image has been etched in their minds, and neither you nor I have the power to control their thoughts.”

Mag slammed the phone down and yelled, “Useless! Get lost! Get out!”

At that moment, the assistant cautiously walked in, “Mr. Evans, all of Miss Evans’s contracts and endorsements have been terminated, and the company’s projects have been put on hold. Many projects have been snatched away by the Jaak family.”

“Miss Jaak posted on Twitter that… Mag Evans had destroyed her favorite toy, but let Xaviera take the blame. She already knew about it and wouldn’t let…Mag Evans off.”

Mag grabbed a cup from the table and smashed it to the ground, then stomped violently on the shattered phone.

Why? Why does everyone in the world oppose her?

It’s all because of that bitch!

She wouldn’t give up like this. One day, she’d kill Xaviera to avenge her hatred.

The Moore Group.

Shareholders sat together, their eyes filled with anger. Now that everyone knew Moore Mamet had secretly transferred 40 million dollars in donations, they didn’t spare him any looks of disdain.

“Xaviera founded the company single-handedly, and after she left, the company took a significant hit. Whatever success the company has today is all thanks to Xaviera!”

“Some people are really clueless. Don’t they think they’re all that? Abandoning such an outstanding woman like Xaviera and choosing a piece of trash. They must be blind!”

Moore’s face was unsightly, but he didn’t dare show his anger, his eyes drooping listlessly.