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“I’m not happy! Traitor! It doesn’t matter if I curse you in my heart, you can’t hear it anyway! I’ll curse you out no matter what!”
Caleb Mat laughed, his eyes full of mirth as he calmly said, “Did Mrs. Mat save with her blood?”
The smile on Xaviera’s face froze.
Actually, a little blood loss was not a big deal. If it could help Caleb alleviate his toxicity, it would be worth it.
Moreover, when he was Mortir, he took good care of her, so no matter what, she would save Caleb.
‘It’s just a bit of blood, it’s not a big deal. Anyway, it can regenerate.’
‘I better not tell Caleb the truth. Otherwise, he would definitely hesitate to make bleed when his toxins act up. Better not to say anything!’
Xaviera cleared her throat, ‘Caleb, you’re overthinking. I’m such a delicate woman, how could I bleed to save you?’
‘I just accidentally cut myself, and my blood certainly cannot detoxify! It’s absolutely impossible!’
Caleb’s eyes were warm, a surge of warmth rushed into his heart.
The man violently pulled her into his arms, his heart beating incessantly.
She didn’t want to speak the truth, only to save him from remorse and worry.
At this mont, even if Xaviera wanted his life, Caleb would probably agree without hesitation.
Caleb nodded, “Hmm.”
Xaviera hesitated for a mont, wanting to ask Caleb how he would deal with the Drew family’s affairs, but in the end, she couldn’t bring herself to ask.
Caleb was the legitimate son of the Mat family, the legitimate wife’s son, yet he had always been regarded as an illegitimate child, despised by everyone.
Even Boyd Drew, the adopted child, was able to live peacefully, but Caleb had to endure inhuman abuse.
He was the most innocent person, yet he bore the malice of both families.
At this mont, Xaviera felt that compared to Caleb, what she had experienced was not worth ntioning.
Suddenly she rembered, it seems like she hadn’t seen Mag Evans for a while?
In the afternoon, Xaviera received a call from Albert, “Xaviera, hurry over to
Fragrant House, I want to introduce you to Master Uland!”
Xaviera imdiately got ready to leave, heading straight to the Fragrant House Hotel as Albert instructed.
Who knew that before she entered, she would run into a jinx – Mr. Yigol
Mat.
In Xaviera’s eyes, Yigol was a stupid son of a rich landlord, deceived by the scheming Zara Woods and still unaware of it, a complete playboy.
Besides, Yigol was the biological son of Mrs. Mat, so she disliked Yigol even more.
But after all, she was here to et Albert, so she had no ti to bother with Yigol.
But just as she was about to leave, Yigol rushed over.
Xaviera: “…” What does this kid want to do?
Yigol was flaunting his arrogance, dressed in lavish na brands, the image of a nouveau riche.
Xaviera twitched the corners of her mouth. Everyone in the Fragrant House were people of prestige. It’s important to maintain image so she moved past Yigol and continued walking forward.
But this kid was like a sticky plaster, always getting in her way.
Xaviera raised her eyebrows, ‘Mr. Mat?”
Yigol was still arrogant, “Xaviera.”
Everyone around recognized Yigol. He was the second son of the Mat family, the playboy of Libanan!
Those who offended Yigol died miserably.
Xaviera wasn’t scared of him. If it ca to a fight, she couldn’t beat a man. But this was Albert’s territory, even Yigol wouldn’t be able to walk out unscathed.
Thinking about this, Xaviera was ready to take on anything. She flexed her fists, “What is it?”
Yigol glanced at her, took out a bank card, and said dismissively: “Xaviera, here’s 200 million dollars, take the money and get out of the Mat family right now!”
Xaviera: ‘
Isn’t this the plot from a novel? The male lead’s mother asked the female lead to et, then asked the female lead to leave the male lead?
Yigol snorted: “Xaviera, you might be different, but you’re not suited for Caleb, nor are you worthy to be the Mat family’s hostess. I advise you to do the smart thing, take the money and leave!”
Xaviera: “Erm…”
Yigol: “Aren’t you just here for the money? Now I’ve given it to you.”
Xaviera laughed awkwardly: “Mr. Mat, your brain…”
Yigol didn’t listen to her and continued: “Do you think 200 million dollars is not enough? You’re not likely to look at this little money since you could marry
Caleb. I can add more, as long as you agree to leave with the money, everything is negotiable..”
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