Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Chapter 90: Going to the Theater

Translator: 549690339

Upon hearing their conversation, people around them praised Vita Coriell for her kindness.

They knew that Xaviera Evans had destroyed a gown worth eight hundred million dollars!

“Miss Coriell is kind and generous, unlike Xaviera… full of jealousy and hatred, it’s no wonder that she comes from such a humble background, her character is just terrible.”

“She must have come to this banquet just to destroy ‘Fleeting Time’, probably expecting that Miss Coriell would be soft-hearted and kind enough to let her off, that’s why she dared to act so boldly in the first place.”

With tears still in her eyes, Vita overheard the whispers around her and a cold smile played at the corners of her lips. Great, Xaviera Evans was finally going to be finished. In the eyes of others, she and Xaviera were good friends, but Xaviera ruined their Coriell family’s gown out of jealousy.

Vita squeezed out two more tears and feigned aggrieved sobs: “Xaviera, I never thought you would be this kind of person. I genuinely considered you my friend, but you…”

“Forget it, we were friends, and I don’t want to quarrel with you any further.

However, you definitely won’t be able to attend this banquet. I can let you off, but my grandfather might not do the same if he finds out. So, you’d better leave now.”

Meanwhile, in the banquet hall’s foyer.

Caleb Mamet lazily sipped his wine and listened to the conversations around him.

“I heard that someone tried to destroy ‘Fleeting Time’ and was caught red-handed by Miss Coriell. It’s said that the culprit is also her friend.”

“Ah, I heard that too. The person’s name is Xaviera Evans, right? I heard that Miss Coriell liked her a lot, and even though she is just a young lady from the countryside who recently returned to the Evans family, she was still invited to the banquet. Who would have thought she’d turn out to be this kind of person?”

“Probably jealous of Miss Coriell, I suppose. Both of them are young ladies of their respective families, but one is held high while the other is completely incapable, so jealousy is only natural.”

“Natural? She should take a good look at herself in the mirror. How can a bumpkin from the countryside even compare to Miss Coriell, who has been educated by her family since childhood? If you ask me, it’s exactly because she comes from such a place that she can’t be a good person. Otherwise, why would she dare to destroy ‘Fleeting Time’?”

Steve Price listened anxiously from the side, “Mr. Caleb Mamet, please go to the back and see what’s going on. Although my wife is from the countryside, she has far more grace than Vita. There’s no comparison between the two! Moreover, they’re not even friends, so why are people spreading gossip? Miss Coriell always targets and speaks ill of my wife. How could they possibly be friends?”

His wife must be feeling extremely isolated and helpless right now, right? With so many people believing that she is in the wrong. If Mr. Caleb Mamet appears at this moment and openly shows his trust in his wife, she would certainly be very touched, right?

Having never been in a relationship, Caleb doesn’t know how emotionally moving it is to show trust and support for one’s partner—but it doesn’t matter since he can help from the sidelines. The only problem is that Caleb needs to listen!

Caleb took a sip of his wine, his eyes expressionless: “Help her? Isn’t she always showing off her abilities? She’s still causing trouble even after I told her not to; I’m curious how she plans to deal with the consequences.”

Caleb had said he would handle the Coriell family’s issues but Xaviera insisted on taking matters into her own hands, leaving him feeling annoyed.

Steve Price: ‘ .

There was something he wasn’t sure if he should say. He didn’t think this was his wife’s doing. His wife wasn’t stupid. Who would destroy ‘Fleeting Time’ in front of everyone? That would be incredibly foolish!

“Mr. Caleb Mamet, there must be some misunderstandings,” Steve tried to reason. “Besides, no matter what, we can’t just stand by and watch my wife be bullied, right?”o

Caleb slowly put down his wine glass and glanced at the time on his wristwatch. It was almost time, so he stood up: “Okay, let’s go.” Steve was taken aback: “Huh? Where are we going?”

“To watch the drama.”

Caleb draped his suit jacket over his shoulders and headed towards the back of the banquet hall.

In his heart, Steve muttered, “What do you mean watch the drama? It’s obviously going to help my wife!”

Their family’s Mr. Caleb Mamet not only had low emotional intelligence but also said one thing while meaning another. Could he really win someone over like this?

At the back of the banquet hall, Vita shivered as she cried, appearing weak and vulnerable, “Xaviera, I don’t want to drive you away, but you went too far. From now on, we are no longer friends.”

Xaviera stood still without any expression on her face.

Unable to hold back, Naomi Whitman taunted, “Some people just can’t bear to leave, can they? After doing something so disgusting, they still want to shamelessly attend the banquet? The Coriell family has already shown you the greatest tolerance by not calling the police. Get out of here!”

Xaviera raised her eyelids and stared at her coldly, as if looking at a corpse.

Naomi jumped in fright, “What? What did I say wrong? You bitch! If you don’t leave right now, I’ll call the police!”