Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband Chapter 935: 935: There Are Many Ways to Punish Him

Chapter 935: Chapter 935: There Are Many Ways to Punish Him

Xaviera Evans narrowed her eyes. Before the police arrived, Basil Carter seed nervous. But now that they were here, he wasn’t afraid anymore and insisted that he had nothing to do with the incident. Did Zora Hughes give him so advice?

The criminal police captain Dylan Wycoff frowned, “At the mont, you are the most suspicious person, and we hope you cooperate with us…”

“Just because I spoke to a waiter, I beco the suspect? Just because Mrs. Mat suspects , you want to arrest ? Can forcefully oppress the people just because of power? This is not fair!”

Basil Carter had a smug look on his face. As long as he didn’t admit it, they had no evidence, and even Caleb Mat had no qualifications to arrest him!

The scene was montarily awkward. Caleb Mat smiled casually, and suddenly a murderous intent burst out, enveloping the entire restroom. Basil Carter’s face changed in fear, “What… what do you want to do?”

Caleb Mat’s face was expressionless, his eyes a pale color. But for so reason, his expression made people shudder, their hearts beating violently.

Sean Price understood Caleb Mat. The calr he seed, the angrier he was. Basil Carter had thoroughly angered him.

Steve Price stepped forward and impatiently spoke, “Mr. Carter, there is one thing you should understand. If our president wants to deal with soone, he doesn’t need evidence, nor does he need you to go to jail. Maybe if you go to jail, you can save your life!”

Basil Carter’s smug smile vanished abruptly, and he broke into a cold sweat. He hurriedly tried to seek help from the police but was interrupted by Steve Price’s cold voice, “Since Mr. Carter has done nothing wrong, what is there to be afraid of? Our president is indeed worried about his wife, but since she is now fine, why would we kill you?”

“If Mr. Carter doesn’t admit to instructing the waiter to poison, we can’t force you to admit it. However, I rember that Mr. Carter’s family’s company hasn’t been performing well recently, and this banquet was an opportunity to find so partners.”

Basil Carter’s face turned pale, his body stiffened, and it seed as though his blood had frozen. If looks could kill, he would have died in Caleb Mat’s hands thousands of tis already. He stamred, “This… this has nothing to do with our company, you… you are forcing to admit guilt!”

“Mr. Carter doesn’t need to admit guilt.” Caleb Mat spoke coldly, not even deigning to give Basil Carter a glance. To him, Basil Carter was nothing but an ant, and there were many ways to punish him. Since there was no evidence to prove that he was the one who had poisoned, there was no need to bother.

Caleb Mat withdrew his gaze and spoke gently, “Xaviera, the banquet has begun. Let’s get ready.”

Xaviera smiled and nodded, and both of them went into the inner room together.

Steve Price respectfully addressed Officer Wycoff, “Officer Wycoff, I’m really sorry, but our president has decided to withdraw the case. So things are better solved by ourselves, so there’s no need to bother you.”

Dylan Wycoff understood Steve Price’s aning and left with his team mbers. Basil Carter, on the other hand, collapsed to his knees, his eyes filled with terror.

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Everyone naturally understood Caleb Mat’s thods. He didn’t even have to deal with it personally; just a few phone calls from Sean Price, and Carter family’s company would quickly fall into a crisis.

While Xaviera and Zora were changing clothes in the inner room, Sean Price knocked on the door, “Mr. President, Basil’s father, Ken Carter, is here to see you.”

The corner of Caleb Mat’s mouth raised slightly. So many people wanted to see him, but he didn’t have to et all of them. But today, he changed his usual attitude, and his cold voice carried a trace of authority, “Let him in.”

As soon as the restroom door opened, Ken Carter rushed in with hands and knees, like seeing a lifesaver when he saw Caleb Mat. He knelt before him, crying and begging, “Mr. Caleb Mat… Mr. Caleb Mat, please spare the Carter family! Our company is already struggling. With your move, our family is completely ruined! I really don’t know how I have offended you for you to suddenly want dead!”

He had initially thought that attending the Mat Corporation’s banquet would allow him to get to know so more business tycoons. But he hadn’t expected that before the banquet even began, the telephone in the company had exploded, and by now, the company was on the verge of bankruptcy.

After so investigation, Ken Carter learned that it was the resolute and decisive Caleb Mat who had sent people to do this. But he really didn’t know how he had offended Caleb Mat, so much so that he sought revenge this way. He imdiately went to find Sean Price, asking to see Caleb Mat in person. Even if he died, he wanted to die knowing why.

The restroom fell silent for a while, and then, finally, Ken heard a sarcastic laugh above him. Caleb Mat spoke indifferently, “Mr. Carter, do you really want to save your company?”