Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Chapter 477: 477: One set in the face, another behind the back

Moira Besian’s body swayed, almost falling on the ground. She then glared at Xaviera Evans with a vicious look, suppressing her anger, “Xaviera, the Evans family is also your home!”

“Madame Evans, our CEO is short on time. If you continue to stall and anger him, I’m sorry, but your Evans family will be left with nothing!”

Moira Besian’s face turned pale, her heart pounding. Why didn’t the little bitch Xaviera tell her family when she married Caleb Mamet? Shouldn’t she have given the Evans family a sum of money to tide over the crisis and bring benefits to the family?

“Madame Evans, our CEO just wants to know the truth. Why did you marry our wife to Mr. Edwin Sutton? Was it just for the money? If it was for money, there were many options in Libanan. Why choose Edwin Sutton, who has a tendency to abuse? Or is it true what Mr. Sutton said that your Evans family just wanted Mr. Sutton to torture our wife to death?”

Madame Evans was shocked: “No, no! He’s talking nonsense!”

Then the flames rose again, and another paper turned to ashes, representing another company of the Evans family gone.

Moira Besian felt as if a fishbone was stuck in her throat, barely holding back her anger, and hurriedly explained: “We didn’t want to torture Xaviera to death, but we thought she had a stubborn temperament, so we wanted to…”

Sean Price picked up another piece of paper from the file and lit it, turning it into ashes.

“Stop burning! I’ll tell!”

The Evans family’s phones rang one after another, their subordinates anxiously asking for help. They didn’t know why the Mamet Corporation was frantically suppressing the Evans Group’s companies; some had gone bankrupt directly, while others had already been forcibly acquired. If this continues, the Evans Group will vanish from Libanan.

Madame Evans’s eyes were bloodshot, she’s almost going mad, her gaze fixed on the lighter in Sean Price’s hand. As long as she doesn’t tell the truth, Caleb will destroy all of the Evans family’s businesses.

This can’t go on any longer!

Caleb Mamet’s expression was calm, his eyes peaceful without ripples, but the aura he emitted made people shudder and awe.

At this moment, everyone present remained silent, fearing that if they angered Mr. Caleb Mamet, he would use this method against them as well.

Watching the Evans family’s companies being destroyed, Madame Evans looked almost crazy, “I will tell! It’s Mag’s idea, it’s all Mag!”

Mag Evans felt a chill in her heart.

Sean Price mocked, “I recall Miss Mag Evans just said that everything was for our wife’s sake, and your proposal of this marriage was to have someone to take care of her. It seemed as if our wife was ungrateful if she didn’t accept your good intentions! You usually pretend to be gentle and sensible, but actually, you wanted to harm our wife behind her back!”

Moore looked at Mag unbelievably.

Sean Price continued to accuse: “Miss Mag Evans, as the daughter of a mistress, you really have a different face behind a person’s back! Selling our wife to Edwin Sutton is to torture her to death!”

The audience was deadly silent, and everyone looked incredulously at the scene.

Mag retreated a few steps, quickly retorting, “Sister, no! I know you still resent me, but Moore and I are getting married. What more do you want!”

Another piece of paper turned to ashes.

Mag’s eyes widened, staring at the ashes on the ground, “I…I didn’t do it, don’t burn it, don’t burn it! I didn’t do it!”

At Caleb’s glance, Sean Price continued to burn.

Seeing that there were only a few sheets of paper left in the file, Moira Besian felt her heart was about to stop beating.