Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Chapter 61: Chapter 61: Don’t Speak with a Weird Tone

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After the last class ended, Xaviera Evans sighed while holding her phone.

She just wanted to look up some information about Libanan University, but how did it end up getting linked to Caleb Mamet? Gaby Rome was unreliable, failing to help when she needed it.

However… she propped her chin up, deep in thought. In theory, she could hack into Libanan University’s system to find the information she wanted, but she remembered Mortimer warning her not to touch their system. At that time, she wasn’t interested in the university, so she casually agreed.

Now that she thought about it, why did Mortimer tell her not to touch the Libanan University system? Could he be studying here, too? It wasn’t impossible. Last time they chatted, wasn’t Mortimer in Libanan as well?

Moreover, Xaviera felt that Mortimer is young, so there’s a high possibility that he’s a student at Libanan University. Which department is he in? Computer programming?

Her phone rang, interrupting her thoughts. It was Caleb Mamet calling her to ask where she was. The driver who had dropped her off in the morning couldn’t make it back, so Mamet came to pick her up instead.

Well, this was a good opportunity to talk to Mamet about the Libanan University information. Xaviera pocketed her phone, put her hands in her pockets, and slowly walked to the parking lot.

Arriving at the rear car door, she pulled the handle but it didn’t open. She had no choice but to tap on the window with her knuckles to signal the person inside to unlock the door. Then, the front passenger window rolled down.

“Sit in the front.”

Caleb Mamet’s voice floated over, and Xaviera hesitated for a moment: “Are you driving the car today?”

If she remembered correctly, this was the first time she saw Mamet driving. He used to sit in the back seat like a boss. Remembering that she needed to ask Mamet for a favor today, she obediently opened the door, sat inside with her legs closed, placed her hands neatly on her lap, and smiled warmly: “I’m really sorry for troubling you by having to pick me up personally.” Mamet glanced at her and said lightly: “Stop talking so creepily.”

Xaviera:

She finally tried to be polite to him, and he called her creepy? What’s wrong with him!

Taking a deep breath, Xaviera suppressed her rising emotions and gritted her teeth with a smile: “What’s creepy? I’m just showing my gratitude, you know?” “Gratitude? It feels more like you want to grind my bones to dust.” Mamet humphed. This woman didn’t even know how to ask for help, utterly foolish.

Mamet could guess the reason for Xaviera’s attitude change. Gaby must have told her about the Libanan University information. She wanted him to give in, but her way of asking for help was hard to accept.

Xaviera’s eyes shifted several times. She remembered Master Uland saying that men couldn’t resist women’s compliments and that every man loved to hear sweet words. So, she cleared her throat and tried to speak in the most gentle voice, “Mamet, have you been free lately? You often show up at Libanan

University.”

Mamet’s hand gripping the steering wheel stiffened.

Xaviera, “Could it be, Mamet, you’re also on the board of directors at Libanan

University? That’s really impressive. ”

Mamet slammed on the brakes, “Xaviera, if you have something to say, just say it. Don’t irritate me!”

Xaviera coughed and dropped the fake attitude, speaking sincerely, “I just want to ask if you’re on the board of directors at Libanan University. If so, I have a favor to ask. I want to see the student records from the mathematics department twenty years ago, and that’s all.”

Mamet tapped the steering wheel, “So, you’re asking me for help?”

Xaviera let out a sound, “I guess so.”

If Mamet doesn’t agree, she could threaten Gaby. If Gaby doesn’t agree… well, she’ll give him a beating.o

It’s always better to ask without using force. She smiled slightly at Mamet, “So, are you going to help or not?”

Mamet:

For some reason, he detected a threatening tone in Xaviera’s words. Was this her way of asking for help? Threatening him?

Mamet snorted silently in his heart. Just as Xaviera’s patience was about to wear thin, he slowly spoke up, “Indeed, I’m on the board of directors at Libanan University, and I do have access to student records…”

Feeling hopeful, Xaviera straightened up, “Right? Looking up student records is such a trivial matter for you. Can you help?”

“Of course, I can help,” Mamet tilted his head and looked at her, “But, I don’t really feel like helping, Mrs. Mamet.” Xaviera:

This man was way too arrogant!

Was he messing with her?

Xaviera rubbed her hands, finding it hard to suppress her fists..