Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband - Season 4 Episode 27

Watching the persistent reporters behind them, Irene Hamer pulled Xaviera Evans into a restroom. Bodyguards stood guard outside, so not even a fly could get in.

Soon, a topic quickly spread on the internet. The Evans family bought a trending spot, titled “Mag Evans is slandered, the real mistress is someone else.” Mag’s fans began to repost it.

The media edited the on-site videos, showing Moore Mamet admitting that Xaviera had seduced him, almost ruining his relationship with Mag.

Plus, there was Lily Ross’s explosive revelation accusing Xaviera of stealing her sister’s man and releasing photos of Xaviera and Moore together, confirming the fact that she seduced Mag’s boyfriend.

At this moment, Caleb Mamet was sitting on the sofa, checking the photos.

They showed Xaviera holding hands with Moore getting into a car, standing face-to-face with beaming smiles, and scenes of their dates.

Caleb’s eyes narrowed slightly. How could he tolerate them smearing the woman he held in his hands?

His slender fingers tapped the table, and then he picked up the phone to call Yorke Mamet.

Upon answering the call, Yorke’s voice trembled slightly, “Mr. Caleb Mamet?”

Meanwhile, inside the restroom, Xaviera was watching the online comments with great interest, most of which were posted by Mag’s fans.

[What a shameless woman, stealing her sister’s husband! She framed Mag before, and she’s such a scheming woman!]

[Poor Mag! She’s been bullied by that bitch for so many years. If not for Mr. Mamet’s strong will, insisting on being with Mag, she would have been heartbroken.]

[Now I understand why Rose Campbell wanted to sell Xaviera Evans to Mr. Duke. She had done so much to Mag, and as a mother, she couldn’t just stand by. This woman deserves to die!]

Irene Hamer sneered, “Mag’s fans are just like her, a bunch of idiots!”

Xaviera smiled, “What’s strange about that? Her fans almost killed me once!

They said killing me was an honor for Mag.”

At this moment, there were footsteps outside the door.

Xaviera raised her eyebrows, finally, they arrived.

Inside another restroom, Mag Evans and Moore Mamet looked at the online public opinions on their phones.

Moore Mamet looked helpless, “Mag, don’t cry. If you ruin your makeup, you won’t look pretty. We still have interviews with reporters later!”

Mag wiped her tears, “I don’t know how things turned out like this. My sister will surely hate me. What should I do! But if we tell the truth, your company will be affected, and the products I endorse will be removed. After all, the company’s interests are the most important.”

“That’s why letting Xaviera bear this blame is the best outcome. It wasn’t our intention, but public opinion has sided with us, and no one would believe us even if we tried to clarify the situation.”

Moore hugged her into his arms, “It’s not your fault. It was Lily Ross who said it in front of everyone. From now on, you should stay away from her. She’s not a good person for falsely accusing Xaviera.”

Mag nodded, but there was malice in her eyes.

Lily only said a few words about Xaviera, and now her brother Moore wouldn’t let her interact with Lily. It seemed that he still cared about Xaviera.

How annoying!

But what of it? Now Xaviera’s reputation is ruined, and she might have to lead a hidden life. And she was going to marry Moore soon, becoming Mrs. Mamet, while Xaviera remains a shameless mistress!

At this moment, someone knocked on the door.

The assistant spoke, “Mister, Mr. Hamer, Madam Hamer and the second son of the Mamet family, Yigol Mamet, are here. The principal invited you to come over.”

Moore Mamet got up, straightened his clothes, and said, “Alright, I’ll go out now!”

This time, he donated 80 million dollars, not only for Mag but also to enter the upper class.

If he could establish a good relationship with Mr. Hamer, it would be of great help to his future career.

Moore whispered softly, “Mag, you haven ‘t met Mr. Hamer and Madam Hamer. Don’t say anything rash during the meeting. They are famous upper-class figures, and they probably won’t give you a hard time.”

Mag wiped her tears and nodded obediently..