Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Vita Coriell suddenly threw her phone on the ground and furiously charged at Xaviera Evans, “I won’t apologize, even if I die! It’s all your fault, everything is because of you! You can go to hell!”

“Since Miss Coriell doesn’t want to apologize, then let’s not apologize.” Xaviera dodged to the side, her smile unchanged, “I don’t quite agree with what Mrs. Coriell said about joking. When others joke, it’s harmless fun, but when you, the Coriell family, joke, you send people to jail. I can’t afford to take that kind of joke.”

After speaking, she leaned in close to Mrs. Coriell’s ear, “Mrs. Coriell, you must be wondering why the manager, who you had previously contacted, suddenly turned against you and produced the hidden surveillance footage, right?” Mrs. Coriell’s breath hitched, she indeed couldn’t figure it out.

Xaviera whispered, “Though Mifo Hotel is under the Coriell family’s name, who the real owner is… Mrs. Coriell, don’t you know?”

Mrs. Coriell’s eyes widened in shock.

Just now, the manager seemed to be acting under Xaviera’s instructions. Could it be that this hotel had something to do with her? How is that possible?!

Xaviera raised her eyebrow, “Whether Mrs. Coriell believes me or not, it’s the truth. Now that you’ve realized it, you should quickly take Miss Coriell away and stop annoying me. Of course, you can also enjoy your last moments of glory, as this hotel should soon be reclaimed, right? Your Coriell family… you’re

really foolish.”

Mrs. Coriell gasped in horror, her face turning pale as something dawned on her, “Let’s go, Vita, hurry up and follow me!” After saying that, she forcibly dragged Vita away, despite her struggle.

With tears in her eyes, Vita shouted, “Xaviera Evans, you wait for me, just wait!”

As the mother and daughter of the Coriell family fled, the audience on the scene froze in shock for a while, before someone reacted, “Should we leave

“Yes, after all this, the Coriell family’s banquet won’t go on.”

“Let’s go. We all came here for cooperation, but the Coriell family’s way of dealing with people just makes my skin crawl. Collaborating with these kinds of people, one might get stabbed in the back out of nowhere, and after being stabbed, we’d still be blamed for bumping into the knife.”

Character is what they value most when looking for partners, and no one likes a two-faced partner like the Coriell family.

The lively banquet quickly emptied out.

The manager hurriedly approached, “Miss Xaviera…”

Xaviera stretched lazily, “What a pity. The main show hasn’t even started, and these people are already leaving.”

The manager’s mouth twitched, “Miss Xaviera, please be careful. Vita actually took out a real knife! I almost had a heart attack when I saw her pull it out.”

Thankfully, Vita just wanted to frame Xaviera and didn’t directly stab her with the knife.

Xaviera raised her eyebrow, why be scared? With Vita’s weak abilities, how could she hurt her? If she deliberately played along with the act, Vita couldn’t even put the knife in her hand. But after making such a fuss, the crucial fact that the dress was fake still hadn’t been revealed, and Xaviera felt a sense of incompleteness about the unfinished business.

She shook her head and asked the manager, “Where’s that bastard Caleb Mamet? Wasn’t he just here?”

In the banquet hall.

Sir Coriell had already learned the whole process of the incident. His gaze was unwavering as he looked at Vita, “Take her home first.”

Boris Coriell wanted to plead, “Dad…”

“Publicly framing someone, with the surveillance footage clearly recorded – do you think you can conceal this just because you want to cover it up?” Sir Coriell waved his hand, “While Xaviera doesn’t take things further on her side, take Vita home first. Don’t let her out for a while, wait until the storm blows over.” It was a disguised form of house arrest.

Even though Vita was unwilling, she didn’t dare to argue with her grandfather and could only cry as she followed her mother home.

Boris Coriell’s face looked terrible, “Dad, I’m sorry about this. Unexpectedly, Xaviera is so ungrateful and troublesome at such a young age. It’s normal for

Vita to suffer a loss when meeting her…”

“Ungrateful? Troublesome at a young age?”

Caleb Mamet pushed the door open and cast an icy glance at the Coriells in the room, exuding invisible pressure as he walked in with steady steps. Without waiting for an invitation, he walked over to the front seat and sat down, his eyes narrowing, ‘Mr. Coriell, tell me, what’s ungrateful? That Xaviera should obediently be framed, bullied, and stepped on by you, then you’ll be satisfied?”

Boris Coriell choked on his words, “Caleb…’