Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Chapter 473: 473: The Evans Family Has a Low IQ

This, this was impossible!

Xaviera was just a country girl who grew up in the countryside and lost her mother at a young age. Her father didn’t love her, and she was considered useless. She didn’t know the etiquette of the upper class and could only disgrace the Evans family. How could she possibly…

But Mr. Caleb Mamet’s words did seem to suggest that.

“Madame Evans hasn’t figured it out yet.”

Sean Price coldly spoke, “The Evans family and the Sutton Family have offended our president, so the president doesn’t need to be merciful, Steve Price.”

Steve Price immediately stepped forward and cleared his throat, “Madame Evans, originally our president thought that after all, the Evans family is his wife’s family, which raised her for several years. To express his gratitude for their kindness, he even prepared some gifts, including jewelry and a substantial amount of money, which would be enough for the Evans family to get through this crisis. But…”

The wife’s family?

Everyone who heard this felt as if they were struck by lightning!

Madame Evans unbelievingly took a few steps back and still asked in doubt, “Mr…Mrs. Mamet? May I ask who she is…”

As long as Caleb didn’t admit that Xaviera was Mrs. Mamet, she wouldn’t believe it. This must not be true; it’s just a misunderstanding.

The rest of the Evans family were also dumbfounded, pale, and trembling uncontrollably, their eyes fiercely fixed on Xaviera.

Mag’s heart skipped a beat, and fear spread from within.

She had bullied Xaviera since they were young, almost drowned her once, and took Moore away from her as they grew up. Moreover, during this time, she had been flaunting her marriage with her ideal husband in front of Xaviera.

If Xaviera was really Mrs. Mamet, how could she let her off easily? And all her previous boasting would become a joke!

“No! That’s impossible!”

At this moment, Moore cried out and rushed out excitedly, looking at Xaviera in disbelief, “Xaviera…Xaviera, tell me, what is your relationship with Mr. Mamet? How could you two…”

Back then, he abandoned Xaviera and chose Mag because Xaviera was just a country girl who grew up in the countryside and didn’t deserve his status as Mr. Moore Mamet. But now that Xaviera has become the wife of the head of the Mamet family, it felt like rubbing his face in the dirt.

So this absolutely couldn’t be true!

“Xaviera, why does he look so surprised?” Caleb asked casually.

Xaviera playfully scolded, “Caleb, it’s all because of you! We’ve been married for so long, and you haven’t properly introduced me to Mr. Mamet. He doesn’t seem to believe it!”

Caleb sneered, “I’ve already said that you are Mrs. Mamet when I came in. It’s just that with their intelligence, they couldn’t understand it, and they need me to spell it out clearly for them.”

“Although they have low intelligence, they are still your family members after all. Forget it.”

Caleb’s eyes lowered, and he looked down at everyone condescendingly, announcing loudly, “In that case, I’ll officially inform you all that Xaviera is my wife, Caleb Mamet, and the hostess of the Mamet family!”

Boom——!!

There was a moment of silence in the Evans’ living room, and then it suddenly erupted like a bomb had exploded.

Mr. Mamet himself admitted it!

Madame Evans’s face turned ashen, and her once old eyes instantly became gray and lifeless.

Everyone still had some doubt initially, but now they had no choice but to believe that Xaviera was Mrs. Mamet. The Evans family and the Sutton family all turned pale with fury.

Moore’s expression was one of despair and betrayal, “Xaviera, why…”

In fact, he did genuinely like Xaviera in his heart. She was beautiful and had excellent managerial skills in running a company; she would undoubtedly make a good wife in the future. But everyone said that he, as an offshoot of the Mamet family, was too good for her and should marry a more outstanding woman.

Because Xaviera grew up in the countryside and didn’t receive an education or guidance on upper-class etiquette, she would be laughed at if he brought her to social events.