Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Chapter 92: What’s A Dress Anyway?

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Seeing Naomi Whitman go look for the hotel manager, Vita Coriell was biting her teeth in fury, this damn fool!

“Never mind, I don’t want to pursue the matter of the ruined dress anymore…” As soon as Vita Coriell’s words came out, the manager who heard it quickly rushed over: “Miss Coriell, rest assured, I have already ordered my staff to investigate the surveillance, we will surely get justice for you!”

Cold sweat was running down Vita Coriell’s face uncontrollably, what should she do? She had to come up with a plan.

At this moment, Mrs. Coriell suddenly spoke gently: “Alright, then we will have to trouble the manager. We didn’t expect such a thing to happen at today’s banquet, we have caused you trouble.”

She patted Vita’s back of the hand: “Vita, don’t worry about Xaviera Evans either. You didn’t want to release the surveillance footage all for Xaviera Evans’ sake, but sadly she doesn’t appreciate it, let it go.”

Vita looked at her mother’s comforting gaze and suddenly calmed down, yes, they had removed the surveillance when doing these things, so there wouldn’t be any footage. She didn’t need to worry about the manager checking the surveillance videos!

Thinking of this, she took a deep breath to adjust her expression and showed a reluctant smile: “Alright, I’ll listen to my mother, I was just anxious because I wanted to protect Xaviera Evans. If she wants to check the surveillance, then let her do it.”

The manager received a message from his staff quite quickly. He first glanced at Xaviera Evans’s direction, after a quick exchange of gazes, he apologized to Mrs. Coriell and Vita: “I’m sorry, Mrs.Coriell, Miss Coriell. The cameras in our hotel went down unexpectedly, so there is no footage of the incident.” The camera was destroyed!

Hahaha, Vita almost burst out laughing, she really wanted to see what Xaviera Evans would do next! Even if she had put the dagger in her hand, so what? Did she have evidence? If not, she would have to be wrongly accused!

She managed to restrain the corner of her mouth, which was nearly curling upward, and spoke with a touch of resignation: “Xaviera Evans, you see, the surveillance camera was destroyed by someone a long time ago. It’s fine, it’s actually quite mce tnat It was aestroyecl. 1 nave no Intention or plammg you, let’s let this incident pass, okay?

Mrs. Coriell also sighed: “Xaviera Evans, you destroyed the camera and ruined ‘Fleeting Time’, all of this makes us think you had premeditated this. You are so shameless to say you want to call the police and insisted on checking the surveillance, thinking that it would prove your innocence…lt’s okay, whether you did it or not, both Vita and I have decided to forgive you.”

Mrs. Coriell couldn’t help but wipe her tears: “Although ‘Fleeting Time’ was obtained by the Coriell family with considerable financial and human resources, it’s fine. Compared with your future, what is a dress worth?” People around were whispering.

“So, it is confirmed now, right? First, she destroyed the surveillance, then destroyed ‘Fleeting Time’, and finally talked about calling the police to prove her innocence, this woman is really calculating.”

“Thinking of how she just said that the person who ripped the dress was Vita, haha, how funny, she is trying to pin her own actions on others, does she think we are fools?”

Steve Price was anxious on the side: “What should we do, what should we do, the current situation is very unfavorable for Mrs!”

Caleb Mamet took a leisurely look at him: “Do you know what it means when the eunuchs worry more than the emperor? That’s exactly what you are doing now. ”

Steve Price: ‘

I’m worrying for you, and you’re mocking me?

Caleb Mamet, holding his wine glass, said leisurely: “Use your brain, observe the situation more. The hotel manager has to look at Xaviera Evans before he talks or acts, why do you think that is?”

Steve Price was surprised: “So, Mr. Caleb Mamet, you’re suggesting that the hotel manager is Mrs.’s man?!”

The hand that Caleb Mamet was holding the wine glass with froze for a moment, he gave Steve Price a cold look, what does he mean by the hotel manager is Mrs.’s man? Other than him, who would be worthy of being Xaviera Evans’s man?

Steve Price laughed awkvvardly, knowing that his description made the jealous man feel uncomfortable, he quickly explained: “So, Mr. Caleb Mamet, you’re suggesting that the hotel manager is working for Mrs.?”

Only then did Caleb Mamet put the wine glass back to his mouth and gave a

subtle nod: “Indeed, this hotel is clearly the Coriell family’s property, yet the manager has to look at Xaviera Evans’ face to act. It seems that there are many secrets about our Mrs. Mamet”

There’s a spy in their own hotel. The Coriell family was bound to lose this attempted plot of framing and conspiracy..