Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband by Qiaoqiao novel Chapter 223

223 Chapter 223: Destroying the Evans Family 

Moore Mamet’s face darkened, “On what grounds?” 

This Fragrant House is not the property of the Mamet family, but of the Sullivan family. Why should they be driven away? 

The manager calmly said, “Because you disturbed our Miss.” 

Before they could react, the bodyguards rushed over and drove them away. 

Mag Evans was always the center of attention wherever she went, and it was the first time she had been so despised. Her face was completely unable to hold up, and her whole body trembled. 

“The Miss of Fragrant House… Why haven’t I heard of her before!” 

Moore Mamet’s mother roared, “Let go! What a shitty place! Driving customers away! It must be Xaviera Evans who is behind this! I’ll kill that little bitch!” 

Seeing that she was still unconvinced, Yorke Mamet raised his hand and slapped her across the face. 

“Shut up! Being publicly driven out of Fragrant House, from now on, we won’t be invited to any banquets, which means we can’t meet new clients. Do you know how much loss it would be for the company?” 

Moore Mamet’s mother covered her face and screamed, “I didn’t know the consequences would be so serious! We don’t even know the Miss of the Sullivan family! It must be Xaviera who did it! I will kill this little bitch!” 

Moore Mamet was depressed. 

Ever since being with Mag Evans, he had been extremely unlucky. 

The company was affected, and now they had been blacklisted by Fragrant House. 

Mag Evans lowered her head, her eyes fierce, she would not let it go easily. 

Inside Fragrant House. 

Yigol Mamet arrogantly said, “Your ex–boyfriend’s family is so st* pid. Are they insane?” 

Xaviera Evans nodded. 

Yigol Mamet continued to mock, “And your sister, what’s her name, Mag? She’s so ugly and pretends to be weak. It disgusts me to death!” 

Xaviera had one thing on her mind and couldn’t help but speak up, “Yigol.” 

“What’s up?” 

Xaviera’s expression was serious, “Did you hit Caleb Mamet?” 

When Yigol was ridiculing everyone just now, he said he had hit Caleb Mamet and no one he dared 

not hit. 

Yigol frowned, first embarrassed, then glared, “When he hit me, I struggled a bit, which counts as 

hitting. Are you not convinced?” 

Xaviera: “..” 

As long as Caleb Mamet wasn’t bullied, she could rest assured. 

Suddenly remembering that she was here for an appointment, she went upstairs with ease. 

On the other side, Caleb Mamet lazily leaned on the sofa, playing with a knife in his hand. 

Steve Price looked at the knife with a cold gleam, his little heart pounding. 

“Mr. President, after all, this is Fragrant House. If people from the Mamet offshoots die here, it might not be good.” 

Caleb Mamet asked casually, “How’s the investigation?” 

Steve Price nervously replied, “Mrs. Mamet’s mother was killed by Derek Evans and Rose Campbell. After that, Mrs. Mamet was locked up by the Evans family and driven out ten years ago!” 

“The Evans family announced that Mrs. Mamet had gone missing, but in fact, Rose Campbell had 

driven her out.” 

“Then they brought Mrs. Mamet back, and Mag Evans has been trying to kill her. She failed several times and falsely accused Mrs. Mamet of murder. Outsiders all say that Mag Evans is kind–hearted and doesn’t hold grudges against Mrs. Mamet.” 

“Then Mag Evans snatched Moore Mamet away and framed Mrs. Mamet for doing something wrong. President, how do you want to deal with these people?” 

Caleb Mamet’s eyes were cold, and a trace of killing intent flashed through them.