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Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband Novel
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1,072 totalRecent chapters
- 001Chapter 1 - 1: Making you regret coming into this world.
- 002Chapter 2 - 2: Hello, Let’s Get Married
- 003Chapter 3 - 3: I Don’t Know Who I Am
- 004Chapter 4 - 4: The Sweet One
- 005Chapter 5 - 5: Living Together
- 006Chapter 6 - 6: Easy to Raise
- 007Chapter 7 - 7: Veiled Confession
- 008Chapter 8 - Eight: Yearn for His Body
- 009Chapter 9 - 9: Not to Be Repeated
- 010Chapter 10 - Ten: Can’t Keep a Man
- 011Chapter 11 - 11: Actively Admitting Mistakes
- 012Chapter 12 - 12: Black Tide
- 013Chapter 13 - 13 Perhaps there is a hidden story
- 014Chapter 14 - 14: Taking the Initiative to Kiss
- 015Chapter 15 - 15: Didn’t Take It to Heart
- 016Chapter 16 - 16: The True Master
- 017Chapter 17 - Seventeen: Pay Back the Money Soon
- 018Chapter 18 - Eighteen: Mrs. Mamet is so fierce!
- 019Chapter 19 - Nineteen: What Kind of Pressure?
- 020Chapter 20 - Twenty: Supporting the Waist
- 021Chapter 21 - 21: The Silver Handgun
- 022Chapter 22 - 22: Craving My Body
- 023Chapter 23 - 23: The Great Swindler
- 024Chapter 24 - 24: Extra Money Required
- 025Chapter 25 - 25: I Want Your Shares
- 026Chapter 26 - 26: Let Me Hold You for a While
- 027Chapter 27 - 27 Clothing Design Competition
- 028Chapter 28 - 28: That Woman Has No Heart
- 029Chapter 29 - 29: Plastic Surgery Face Provokes Public Anger
- 030Chapter 30 - Thirteen: Dropping Out
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About this novel
Whispers shadowed Xaviera Evans—a delicate beauty drowning in prescription bottles, ten servants attending her every whim, a parasite the Evans family desperately wanted gone. Society gossiped endlessly about her weakness, her frivolous spending, her pathetic dependence.
Except none of it was true. Xaviera stared at her worn-out shirt, exasperated by the cruel irony. The Evans family's precious daughter? A walking contradiction—draped in rags while their vault overflowed with gold. She was done with the charade.
When her scoundrel fiancé and backstabbing sister-in-law expected her surrender, Xaviera severed ties with the Evans name instead. "Without them, I'm nothing?" She laughed, fierce and free.
Enter Caleb Mamet, the Mamet family's infamous youngest son, who recklessly married a woman supposedly worthless without her family's name. The scandal delighted every gossip in the city—a powerhouse throwing away his future on a nobody with beauty and nothing else.
Xaviera cared little for their judgment. One afternoon, she observed one of Caleb's employees grappling with encrypted data—a firewall constructed by the world's finest hackers. Bored, she took a look. The impenetrable system cracked open like an eggshell.
Caleb's approach was deliberate, calculating. "Xaviera, what else haven't you told me?"
She pressed her palm to her temple with practiced innocence. "So dizzy... My constitution is simply too fragile for excitement."
Except none of it was true. Xaviera stared at her worn-out shirt, exasperated by the cruel irony. The Evans family's precious daughter? A walking contradiction—draped in rags while their vault overflowed with gold. She was done with the charade.
When her scoundrel fiancé and backstabbing sister-in-law expected her surrender, Xaviera severed ties with the Evans name instead. "Without them, I'm nothing?" She laughed, fierce and free.
Enter Caleb Mamet, the Mamet family's infamous youngest son, who recklessly married a woman supposedly worthless without her family's name. The scandal delighted every gossip in the city—a powerhouse throwing away his future on a nobody with beauty and nothing else.
Xaviera cared little for their judgment. One afternoon, she observed one of Caleb's employees grappling with encrypted data—a firewall constructed by the world's finest hackers. Bored, she took a look. The impenetrable system cracked open like an eggshell.
Caleb's approach was deliberate, calculating. "Xaviera, what else haven't you told me?"
She pressed her palm to her temple with practiced innocence. "So dizzy... My constitution is simply too fragile for excitement."