Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband
Chapter 375 - 375: Whose Hands the Deer Dies In, Remains Unknown

Chapter 375: Chapter 375: Whose Hands the Deer Dies In, Remains Unknown

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Caleb Mamet smiled indifferently: “Spread the news and let them know that I am also bidding for this plot of land.”

Sean Price nodded: “The news is already out, so now it’s just a competition between the Drew family and you.”

Although Caleb Mamet has a good reputation in Libanan, he always follows his own principles in doing business and never offends others’ interests. When people heard that Mr. Caleb Mamet was interested in this land, they all wanted to buy it and give it to him.

But now that Boyd Drew also wants to compete for this land, no one dares to get involved in the competition between these two magnates.

Caleb Mamet said nonchalantly: “Add one billion dollars.”

Sean Price looked shocked: “Forty billion? If Boyd Drew gives up, then we…”

“He won’t.”

Caleb Mamet was certain: “Hasn’t he always liked competing with me for things? It’s even less likely he’ll give up this time. Keep increasing the price.”

“Yes!” Sean Price nodded.

Two days later.

Xaviera Evans didn’t even have to leave the house to hear about the land bidding war between Caleb Mamet and Boyd Drew. Within just a few days, the price had skyrocketed from 2 billion to 60 billion dollars.

The whole of Libanan was talking about it, and everyone was curious about who would ultimately win this plot of land.

The Drew family knew that the location and environment of the land were excellent, and even if the price had already reached 60 billion dollars, it was still a surefire winning deal, which is why they were so determined to compete for it.

More importantly, if Boyd Drew could secure this land and build a tourist resort on it, he would firmly establish himself in Libanan. His status would certainly not be lower than Caleb Mamet’s, and he could rightfully return to the Mamet family and take up the role of head.

By now, the wealthy families of Libanan also knew about the relationship between Boyd Drew and the Mamet family, but as no one had confirmed it, it was all just speculation.

Who knew the price would soar to 80 billion dollars—

“Madam,” the butler approached, “the chairman called and asked for you and the president to come back for a while.”

Xaviera Evans chuckled, “It seems the Mamet family can’t sit still any longer.”

When she arrived at the Mamet Old Mansion, Xaviera ran into someone she didn’t want to see.

Boyd Drew was as gentle as jade: “Miss Evans.”

Xaviera Evans was aloof: “Mr. Drew, don’t you have to work? Why are you always at the Mamet Old Mansion? Do you think you can secure the land just because you asked the Mamet family to step in?”

Before Boyd Drew could answer, some members of the Drew family arrogantly chimed in, “No matter what, that land belongs to our Drew family! Tell Caleb Mamet not to make a fool of himself!”

Xaviera Evans glanced at them coldly and dismissively replied: “Hmm! We’ll see about that!”

Boyd Drew’s face was still full of gentleness, but he said nothing.

Xaviera Evans slowly said: “Caleb has never failed to get what he wants. Just like when you and he bid for that small island before, you lost to him, and this time will be no exception.”

Mentioning the small island made Boyd Drew’s smiling facade crack, and his face turned ashen.

Originally, the Drew family had intended to strike at Caleb Mamet through that opportunity, but they hadn’t expected that his strength was too strong; they were no match for him.

Boyd Drew calmed down and said indifferently: “Miss Evans, it’s still uncertain who the land will go to, so don’t make conclusions prematurely.”

Xaviera Evans raised her proud eyes: “It’s already 80 billion dollars. If the Drew family has the means, then keep raising the price. After all, Caleb has plenty of money and can afford to play with you for a few days.”

Boyd Drew’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Xaviera walked past everyone and directly went through the main entrance. On the side, the butler lowered his voice, “Madam, it seems the chairman summoned you here because of that piece of land.”

Xaviera Evans’s voice was indifferent: “Yes.”

The butler was angry: “It’s not fair! It should be a competition based on ability, so calling the president back is clearly an attempt to force him to give up on the land!”

Xaviera asked: “So that means Chairman Mamet has already sent someone to tell Caleb Mamet to give up the bidding?”

“Yes! In fact, the Mamet family had already called the president earlier to warn him not to compete anymore, but the president never agreed. I didn’t expect them to even call you back this time, likely wanting to force the president to abandon the bid in front of the Mamet family elders, using their father’s identity and authority!”

Xaviera laughed disdainfully: “No wonder Boyd Drew is so confident!”