Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Chapter 37

37 Chapter 37: I am Xaviera Evans,

also known as Lohill.

As soon as she spoke, there was an uproar in the

room.

All kinds of strange gazes fell on Xaviera Evans.

Steve Price quietly approached Caleb Mamet and asked, “Does the Evans family have such influence that they can send their wife to Libanan University?”

Caleb Mamet looked at him as if he was an idiot, “Do you think university is high school?”

High school can have transfer students, but how can one transfer to a university?

How can someone who has never been to college be directly admitted to senior year?

What kind of joke is this? This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Steve Price: “…Then how did Mrs. Evans actually get into Libanan University?”

Caleb Mamet turned his head, not asking him, as he

didn’t know either!

“What the hell is this woman talking about?!”

Gaby Rome slapped the table. Xaviera Evans was invited to Libanan University by him after much begging, what does it have to do with the Evans family?!

There was no spotlight on the stage, so Mag Evans‘ expression couldn’t be seen.

But her silence was equivalent to agreeing with the girl’s words.

If this gets out, Libanan University’s century–old reputation will be ruined!

The host quickly intervened, “Please be careful with your words, fellow student. Besides some special recruits, every student in our school has passed the entrance examination through normal channels- there’s no such thing as ‘hard–plugging‘ as you

mentioned.”

The girl sneered, “No hard–plugging? Then what about Xaviera Evans? Didn’t she suddenly appear at our

school?”

The host: “Well…”

Mag Evans kindly stepped forward to mediate, “Let me explain on behalf of my sister. She is not a formal student at our school, but just an auditing student. My father understands that my sister grew up in the countryside and never attended college, so he wants her to experience the atmosphere of a university. This is a father’s earnest wish, and I hope you can

understand…”

Mag Evans knew Xaviera Evans went to Libanan University, but didn’t know the details. She assumed it was arranged by Mr. Evans.

So, her words were quite justified at this moment.

“Haha, what bullshit are you spouting?! Auditing student? Auditing my ass!”

Gaby Rome couldn’t stand it any longer. He pointed at Xaviera Evans and said loudly, “This person was

personally invited by me! It has nothing to do with your father!”

Being scolded like this in front of everyone, Mag Evans turned pale, “Mr. Rome, you…”

After a pause, she said unwillingly through clenched teeth, “I know you have a special relationship with

Xaviera Evans, and that you defended her backstage… But no matter how good your relationship is, that’s no reason to twist the facts.”

From her words, she was practically accusing Xaviera Evans of having an affair with Gaby Rome!

Caleb Mamet narrowed his eyes, his gaze moving between Gaby Rome and Xaviera Evans, his eyes dark and deep.

Steve Price continued to be dumbfounded, “Why

would Gaby Rome speak up for Mrs. Evans? Do they know each other? What does Gaby Rome mean by ‘inviting her back“?”

“Who knows.” Caleb Mamet tapped his fingers on his knee, turning his head to meaningfully glance at

Xaviera Evans.

Noticing his gaze, Xaviera Evans touched the tip of her nose, guessing that Caleb Mamet had figured out her identity.

But it didn’t matter: she didn’t intend to hide it

anyway.

“Tap tap tap.”

Xaviera Evans tapped her fingertips on the microphone, attracting everyone’s attention.

“Seriously, haven’t you guys noticed anything? I’ve been sitting here for quite a while.” She hinted.

“Hahaha, a bunch of blind people!” Gaby Rome laughed without any restraint.

It was then that the others realized that Xaviera Evans

was actually sitting where Miss Lohill was supposed to

be!

What the hell, how dare she?!

“Mom, she’s so shameless, she actually dared to sit

there.”

“If she hadn’t mentioned it, I wouldn’t have noticed. Is

she trying to hook up with Mr. Caleb Mamet by sitting

there?”

“Damn, she’d better stay away from Miss Lohill’s seat! Don’t dirty Miss Lohill’s seat!”

Xaviera Evans: “???”

Things seemed to be developing unexpectedly.

A hint of smugness flashed in Mag Evans‘ eyes as she

spoke innocently, “Sister, how could you sit in the teacher’s seat? That position…”

“Shut up, I don’t need a wicked disciple like you!”

Xaviera Evans shouted in frustration.

The room fell silent again.

Xaviera tapped her fingers on the table, furrowing her heroic brows, clearly in a bad mood.

Her cold, clear voice spread to every corner of the room through the microphone, “Let me introduce myself. I am Xaviera Evans, also known as Lohill, and I

am an invited substitute teacher at Libanan

University’s College of Fashion Design.”

As her words fell, the crowd hadn’t reacted yet.

Xaviera Evans didn’t need their reactions, and

continued on her own, “The theme of this design competition is ‘Five Grains‘. Most of the designs submitted by the contestants contain elements of the Five Grains, with Mag Evans‘ design being the most outstanding.”

Layers of skirt adorned with golden wheat ears, a

golden waistband separating the top and bottom, bold

drooping sleeves design with a deep V–neckline- golden wheat ears basking in the sun were growing wildly.