Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Madam Hamer took out her phone and showed a photo, “Take a good look, everyone. This is from last August when Mr. Mamet attended a banquet with Xaviera. If Xaviera was really the mistress, would Mr. Mamet dare to bring her to an upper-class banquet so boldly?”

“Moreover, those in the upper class know that Xaviera is Moore’s fiancée, not through the Mamet family, but from an engagement set years ago!”

In the photo, Xaviera stood with a group of entrepreneurs, wearing a light-colored dress and light makeup, looking graceful. If she were indeed the mistress, how could people from the upper class discuss business with her at the same table?

At first, there were still some doubts among the crowd, but now they were fully convinced that Xaviera was indeed Moore’s original fiancée.

Madam Hamer threw Mag Evans a cold glance, “This is a donation ceremony, and Miss Mag Evans is leaning against a man, disregarding her own image. Isn’t that inappropriate?”

Madam Salma, accustomed to women’s tricks, sneered, “Some men just like such weak women. Miss Mag Evans has learned many seductive tricks from her mistress mother.”

At that moment, a surprised voice came from the crowd, “Just now, Mag Evans publicly invited Xaviera to attend the wedding!”

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience erupted in turmoil.

“So that’s it! Mag Evans is such a scheming bitch! She stole Xaviera’s fiancé, then ran to flaunt it in front of her and invited her to the wedding, hoping to receive her blessings! Is she out of her mind?”

Libanan University students castigated her: “Mag Evans is very clever. She guessed that Xaviera wouldn’t go, so she pretended to be pitiful and retaliated, saying Xaviera didn’t give her any respect.”

“Moreover, as Madam Salma said, people in the upper class already knew that Xaviera was Moore’s original fiancée. Now that it’s become Mag, people will definitely speculate. ”

“If Xaviera attends the wedding, everyone will think that Xaviera and Moore broke up amicably, with nothing to do with Mag. This way, it would silence the speculations.”

“Mag stole her sister’s man and then framed Xaviera as the mistress. How shameless!”

After cursing at Mag for a while, the crowd’s anger turned toward Lily Ross.

“Some people were just calling Xaviera a cheap woman, but now it seems that the mistress forced the original wife to attend the wedding and flaunt her usurpation. Who’s the real bitch?”

“A pair of despicable man and woman! You two should just get married and stop harming others! Mag just said that she hoped for her sister’s blessings.

Keep dreaming! ”

“Bitches and dogs, forever and always. Wishing you both infertility,”

Mag was trembling with anger, her head buzzing.

No! That’s not what happened!

Moore looked at Xaviera with anger and resentment in his eyes.

Mag cried sadly, “Moore, what… what should I do? I just like you, I don’t want this to happen…”

Moore comforted her softly, then sighed:

“Madam Hamer, Madam Salma, Mag is not the mistress. We truly love each other and want to be husband and wife. Moreover, Xaviera and I have already broken up amicably, and there’s no problem with me finding another girlfriend.”

Madam Hamer mocked, “Amicable breakup? Your so-called amicable breakup is framing Xaviera as the mistress? Have you no shame left?”

Mag’s face was as pale as paper, her mind racing about the chaos that would ensue in the live stream.

Her fans were originally scolding Xaviera, their accusations almost drowning her.

But now she had become the target of people’s scorn. Everyone will curse her as the mistress and wish her ill!

[Mag and Mr. Mamet are truly in love, and Xaviera is not worthy of Mr.

Mamet!]

[I don’t know what Xaviera did to make Mr. Mamet so disgusted. Mag just wants to be with the man she loves, and she’s not wrong!]

[Mag’s braindead fans, get lost! When Xaviera was treated as the mistress, you said that the mistress deserved to die. Now that Mag has become the mistress, you say that she’s not wrong and it’s all for true love? If you don’t know how to talk, just shut up!]

[When I say Mag, you say dog. Mag—]

[Dog!]