Qiaoqiao

Rumor had it that Xaviera Evans had a weak constitution—a sickly beauty. Rumor had it that she spent a fortune every day on medications—eating them like candy. Rumor had it that ten servants waited on her by her bed every day—a burden to everyone. They were all waiting for the Evans family to toss Xaviera Evans back to the countryside and leave her to fend for herself. 
Xaviera Evans: "They're all saying that I'm weak and can't take care of myself. Apparently, I spend money recklessly as well.” 
She looked down at her tattered shirt and was exasperated. 
Xaviera Evans: “Are you saying that this wealthy family lets their daughter wear tattered clothes every day?” 
The Evans family's rich daughter? She had enough! She would not be it anymore! Therefore… 
Scumbag guy: "Without the Evans family, you're nothing." 
Xaviera Evans: "If I'm kicked out of the Evans family, I'll be done for." 
Scumbag girl: "Sis, don't be too disappointed. As long as you work hard, you'll be praised one day.”
Xaviera Evans: "Shut up, I don't know a traitor like you." 
The scumbag guy and girl: "???" 
Rumor had it that the Mamet family's youngest son, Caleb Mamet, rashly married a woman who had nothing but looks. 
Xaviera Evans: "Is someone looking down on me?" 
One day, Xaviera Evans saw one of Caleb Mamet's employees racking his brains over a series of numbers on the computer screen. Since she was free, she lent a hand. 
Did she just crack the firewall created by the joint efforts of top elite hackers?! 
Caleb Mamet inched closer with every step. "Xaviera, what else are you hiding from me? Hmm?" 
Xaviera Evans: "Oh, no! I feel dizzy again! I'm so weak. This body of mine is just too weak!"

Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Boyd's words had scarcely fallen when Carter's brow furrowed. Sir Drew, who was standing nearby, sensed that something was wrong. He was about to stop Carter from speaking, but...


Carter looked at Boyd with an expression as if he was looking at an idiot. "Mr. Drew, how do you know you haven't seen Cold Night? Actually, you've already met him!"


The whole room was as quiet as a tomb, eerily silent.


Boyd felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His heartbeat skipped a beat, and a bad feeling took root in his heart.


When had he seen Cold Night? Wasn't Cold Night already dead?


The corners of Boyd's mouth twitched involuntarily, and his gentle face gradually twisted into an ugly grimace. He didn't even dare to think too deeply about the meaning of Carter's words.


If Cold Night wasn't dead, then the Drew Group's copyright infringement...


Chapter 832: Slapping the Drew Family's Face