Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband
Chapter 370 - 370: The Little Girl Apologizes

Chapter 370: Chapter 370: The Little Girl Apologizes

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Xaviera Evans looked up: “Hello.”

Xenia Jaak’s face flushed, her ears turning red, and she moved a little closer, opening her mouth clumsily: “I, I have something to tell you.”

The few girls accompanying Xenia gently nudged her and whispered something in her ear. Xaviera understood their intentions.

Caleb Mamet understood and got up to move to the other side.

When Xenia saw that only the two of them remained nearby, she finally stammered, “Xaviera, I’m sorry.”

Xaviera thought the girl in front of her was quite cute, so she smiled: “There’s nothing to apologize for.”

Xenia then became nervous: “I know it was my fault. It was me who harmed you. You were only sent to the countryside because of me. If you don’t want to forgive me, it’s okay, but I still want to apologize.”

“Even without you, Rose Campbell would have found other excuses to get rid of me. You can’t blame yourself.” Xaviera said.

Xenia argued in a panic, “But without that incident, you wouldn’t have been humiliated in public, and the Evans family wouldn’t have…”

“Actually, I was fortunate in disguise. If I had continued to stay with the Evans family, I may not have survived to this point. It was because I left the Evans family that I have a new life.”

Xaviera said with indifference: “I have my grandfather now, and a few brothers, my life is hundreds of times happier and more free than when I was with the Evans. If we hadn’t parted ways then, we might have missed this.”

“So, in a way, I should be thanking you.”

Xenia’s eyes widened: “Really?”

If it weren’t for Xenia calling her, Xaviera would have forgotten this thing. She only remembered that there was a little girl who got a diamond crown on her birthday. However, her senior fellow also gave her one, which made everything complete.

Xenia stared at Xaviera, discovering that there was no resentment on her face, instead, she was all smiles. Surprised, she asked, “Xaviera, I pushed you down then, I remember you even bled. Do you really forgive me? I thought you would push me back.”

Xaviera had a strange feeling in her heart.

After leaving the Evans family, she was always cherished by her brothers and sisters. People would indulge her, whatever she wanted, they would try their best to satisfy her, never arguing with her.

It was Xaviera’s first time meeting a girl like Xenia, who was bashfully apologizing, which she found quite interesting.

Xenia immediately said, “You can’t forgive me so easily!”

Xaviera was quiet for a moment, and then said as if it didn’t matter: “Okay, give me a gift and I’ll forgive you.”

On the other side, Caleb Mamet was watching the two girls whispering together.

After a while, Xaviera turned around and walked towards him.

“Have you finished talking?”

“Yes.” Xaviera nodded.

Caleb Mamet’s expression was calm, he hooked his lips: “What kind of gift do you want?”

Xaviera gave a faint smile, “A diamond crown!”

Caleb Mamet understood, “So she was the little girl who made you envious back then.”

Xaviera nodded, the two got in the car, Steve Price was driving in front, but Xaviera suddenly felt a stomachache.

That night, the Jaak family immediately called all the major jewelers, requesting a custom-made diamond crown, no matter the cost, as long as it was unique.

Xenia said loudly and generously, “Don’t save money for me! In addition to the diamonds, set some jewels. It must be beautiful, as it’s a gift for someone else!”

The designer nodded like a pecking chicken, Miss Jaak was their God of Wealth, how dare they neglect? They immediately selected suitable accessories and prepared to work all night to have a design draft.

At this moment, the door of the reception room was pushed open.

“Excuse me for disturbing you this late at night. The, um… the wedding ring…”

Upon hearing this voice, Xenia wrinkled her brows, turned her head and sure enough, it was that manipulative woman.

Mag Evans was incredibly nervous, her gaze downcast, slightly leaning on Moore Mamet, showing her fragility to the bone.

The designer also knew the recent news about Libanan and that the two were scum man and bitch. But they had already paid, and if they did not design the wedding ring on time, they would have to pay a penalty for breach of contract.

Only by choking back their disgust, they smiled insincerely, “Miss Evans, this is your wedding ring.”