Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband-Chapter 28 - : Chapter 28: That Woman Has No Heart

Chapter 28: Chapter 28: That Woman Has No Heart

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At this moment, two more emails came in.

One was from the Libanan University official account, confirming her participation. At the end of the email, it said: ‘Mag Evans, who once received your guidance, will also participate in this Clothing Design Competition. Aren’t you very interested in her?”

Xaviera let out a sound and clicked on the other email.

It was from the Mamet Corporation’s design department, inviting her to attend the Clothing Design Competition at Libanan University. They also sincerely expressed their desire to collaborate and hoped that Miss Lohill would agree to meet and discuss cooperation matters.

Xaviera’s eyes lingered on the words, “the Mamet Corporation,” and finally, she let out a helpless sigh.

The next morning, when Xaviera left, Caleb hadn’t gotten up yet. She grabbed a piece of bread and greeted the new servant before leaving.

When Caleb came downstairs, the servant greeted him, “Good morning, Mr. Mamet.”

Caleb took the newspaper handed to him by the servant and casually asked, “Where’s my wife? Not up yet?”

The servant replied with his hands down, ‘Mr. Mamet, ma’am left early this morning. ”

Caleb put down the newspaper and scoffed lightly.

When Steve Price arrived, he saw Caleb sitting in the dining room with a cold face. He swallowed and asked, “Mr. President, shall we leave now?”

Caleb sneered coldly, “What else?”

Steve Price quietly pointed upstairs and cautiously asked, “Don’t we need to wait for the madam?” Caleb: “You wait for her? Does she wait for you?”

That woman had no heart!

Steve Price: ‘

He got it; his wife had abandoned them and left first!

At this time, backstage at the Clothing Design Competition at Libanan University, there was a sea of people.

An ordinary-looking girl was intimately holding Mag Evans’ arm and said with some surprise, “So many people are participating in this competition? Way more than in previous years!”

Mag greeted the people she knew while answering the girl’s question, “In the past, there were a lot of people attending because every design competition had the opportunity to be selected into the Mamet Corporation’s Design Department, so students desperately tried to squeeze in. I heard that this time, the president of the Mamet Corporation, Caleb, will personally come over, and many people want to have close contact with this legendary figure.”

“Caleb? Moore Mamet’s younger uncle?”

The girl teasingly winked at Mag, “These girls are breaking their heads to see someone they can’t meet, but our Mag will see him every day in the future, right? After all, you guys will be family.”

“Queena, you’re talking nonsense again.”

Mag blushed and her coquettish look made Queena’s heart flutter, “Mag, don’t make that expression. I’m afraid I won’t be able to resist committing a crime.”

Mag was the school’s [acknowledged] beauty, her eyes shy and timid, easily evoking people’s protective instincts deep in their hearts.

“Queena!”

Mag stomped her foot, and when she saw that she was genuinely shy, Queena giggled and pulled her to change the topic, “Even if Caleb comes, these students don’t need to be like this, right?”

The number of people who signed up for the competition was almost twice as many as in previous years.

“Because there is another person coming.”

Thinking of the news she received, Mag suppressed the excitement in her heart, leaned in to Queena’s ear, and whispered, “It is said that Miss Lohill will also attend this competition as a judge…”

“What?!”

Queena’s eyes widened instantly, “You, you mean Lohill… the Lohill I know…?”

The noise they made was loud, and many people backstage looked over here. Mag pulled Queena’s arm and whispered a reminder, “Be careful with your voice. This matter is not certain yet. Don’t let others hear it.”

“What’s uncertain about it, Mag? Don’t you have contact with Miss Lohill?” Queena winked at Mag, “Don’t think I don’t know. Miss Lohill even secretly gave you special instructions, personally guiding your design drawings…tell me, is Miss Lohill planning to take you as her apprentice?”

Mag gently shook her head, “I don’t know either. I just heard that one of the teachers at school said Miss Lohill liked my design style, but apart from me, there are many other outstanding people in the school. I don’t know if I can catch Miss Lohill’s eye.”

Lohill was the goddess in the hearts of all fashion design students.

Queena exaggerated, “Mag, you’re too modest. Who else besides you in the school could catch Miss Lohill’s eye? Have some confidence. Maybe Miss Lohill is coming just for you this time!”

Hearing her words, Mag laughed even more gently and charmingly.

Just then, amidst the crowd, there was a sudden commotion. Everyone instinctively turned their heads and gasped in unison.

Who was this woman? She looked so cool, so beautiful, and so stunning! The crowd began to get restless, and there was a lot of discussion.

“Who is that? So cool!”

“Damn, is she from our College of Fashion Design? How come I never noticed such a beautiful girl in our college before!”

“Is she also participating in the design competition? What should I do? I want to vote for her just by looking at her face!”