Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband Chapter 358: 358: May I Ask, Who Are You?

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Zara Woods wasn’t shy and laughed gracefully, “Yes, I participated in the international competition three years ago and won the championship as everyone expected.”

Xaviera let out a hiss and whispered in Caleb’s ear, “If I rember correctly, I also participated in the International Violin Competition three years ago.”

“Xavier signed up for the competition, but my skills were not up to par, and I didn’t make it to the finals. I didn’t pay attention to who the final champion was. So it was Zara Woods who won that year’s championship?”

Knowing, the person continued, “May I have the honor of inviting Miss Woods to perform a piece?”

Xaviera glanced at the man and recognized him. Maxwell Martin, the musician who always tried to trip up Xavier.

Zara smiled slightly, without any awkwardness, “I’m just one of the champions, nothing to brag about. If Sir Jaak doesn’t mind, I’m willing to play a piece to wish Sir and Lord good health and loving longevity.”

Sir Jaak smiled kindly and agreed repeatedly.

Zara walked over, picked up the exquisite violin, and just as she was about to play–

Suddenly, Zara looked up at Xaviera and said aningfully, “Xaviera, if I rember correctly, you also participated in that violin competition. If my skills have deteriorated, please don’t laugh at !”

Xaviera smiled calmly and maintained her composure.

So that’s how it was. Zara lost face at the auction and wanted to take this opportunity to get back at her, to let her taste the bitterness of being mocked.

Zara raised her head, positioned the violin, and lifted her arms elegantly, revealing her beautiful lines. For the performance, she had even worn a dress suitable for playing the violin, outlining her attractive figure without hindering her playing.

Xaviera sat and sipped a bit of red wine delicately, watching Zara on stage with great interest.

Zara won the championship, so her skills must be extraordinary. Making Sir Jaak happy was a huge deal for the Woods family. Plus, she could mock her at the sa ti. It’s killing two birds with one stone.

Given Zara’s character, she would never actively ask to perform. Soone had to recomnd her. That person was Maxwell Martin.

Xaviera looked at Maxwell Martin. If she rembered correctly, he was one of the judges at the violin competition three years ago.

Zara perford a lodious and cheerful violin piece. This piece demanded high skills from the perforr, but she played it fluently, captivating everyone.

Five minutes later, the last note fell, and thunderous applause followed.

“It sounds great! The Woods family’s daughter is indeed beautiful and talented!”

“I didn’t expect Zara’s musicianship to be so high. I was utterly intoxicated. If she were to enter the music industry, she would definitely achieve sothing!”

“It’s just that Miss Woods and Miss Evans had a conflict, I’m afraid she won’t be entering the music industry anymore.”

Zara didn’t show any dissatisfaction but smiled elegantly, “You all misunderstood, Xaviera and I have a good relationship, and we won’t beco enemies over a violin. I don’t think she would use Mr. Har against .”

As soon as the words fell, Maxwell Martin sneered, “Zara, so people are just jealous of your beauty and talent, so they target you everywhere. Don’t let outsiders’ opinions affect your future.”

At that mont, the entire room went silent.

Everyone looked at Maxwell Martin and then at Xaviera. They all knew that he was implying Xaviera, which was undoubtedly true.

Zara felt a bit embarrassed, “Mr. Martin, don’t say that…”

“Why not?” Maxwell Martin looked at Xaviera and asked in a weird tone, “What do you think, Miss Evans?”

Xaviera put down her glass, slowly looked up, and looked directly into Maxwell Martin’s eyes.

Maxwell Martin scoffed, “Why don’t Miss Evans comnt on Zara’s performance today? Wasn’t it splendid? I wonder if Miss Evans’s level would be good enough to play this piece?”

The air seed to freeze.

After a while, Xaviera slowly looked up and said word by word, like a bolt from the blue, “Excuse , who are you?”

Maxwell Martin’s face suddenly froze.