Chapter 418: 418: Caleb Mamet must be jealous of his glorious appearance
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Since the two of them met, Xaviera had always called him senior fellow or brother. The word ‘brother’ meant a lot to Caleb, so he didn’t allow Xaviera to call anyone else like that.
By the way, who was she going to call ‘brother’ just now?
Seeing Caleb’s expression as usual, Xaviera’s face relaxed a bit.
-“Fortunately, I’m smart enough not to tell Caleb that I was calling Xenia Jaak’s brother. Otherwise, Caleb would surely rush over and snap at him!”
Caleb’s smile curled up at the corner of his lips.
Oh! So, it was Xenia Jaak’s brother!
Xaviera looked at Caleb’s meaningful smile and suddenly felt an inexplicable chill. Just as she was about to change the subject, Caleb asked in a leisurely manner, “How did you know I was in the room?”
“Uh, well...”
Xaviera was at a loss for words. She didn’t know how to explain it either. Was it telepathy?
She barely managed to hold back the urge to burst into tears, cleared her throat, and said with a grievance, “Who else would be coming to find me? I was touched by your thoughtfulness, so I wanted to call you brother. But... you doubted me, and that hurts! Wuuu...”
-“How could I possibly know it was you looking for me? I thought it was Xenia Jaak’s brother! Besides, I went upstairs to find Mr. Jaak. Why did the assistant take me to see Caleb?”
“Though we are husband and wife, we still need some surprises, right? Calling you Caleb or hubby isn’t fresh anymore, so I thought about calling you brother.”
-“Actually, I’d prefer calling you a dog-man, but you definitely wouldn’t want that.”
Xenia stood not far away, watching the show. Seeing Xaviera’s return, she eagerly waved at her.
Yigol was in the center of the crowd, his face flushed red, looking helpless.
“Mr. Yigol Mamet, how come you’re here to watch the competition? Do you like jewelry design? The competition hasn’t started yet. Can I have the honor of inviting you for a drink?”
Yigol: “I’m not thirsty.”
The girl said coquettishly, “It’s alright if you’re not thirsty. We can chat for a while.”
Yigol: “We don’t know each other.”
Xaviera: What kind of surprise was Yigol?
Then, someone approached Yigol to give her a slip of paper, shyly saying, “Mr. Yigol Mamet, this is my phone number. Call me when you’re free?”
Yigol looked disgusted, “Miss, you should have some sense of precaution when you’re going out. Just giving your phone number to a stranger like that, aren’t you afraid of being targeted? You have no brains at all!”
The girl was about to cry, “...”
When Yigol finally managed to drive everyone away, he sat on the side dejectedly.
What kind of second son of the Mamet family was he? He was just Caleb’s lackey. Caleb ordered him to help Xaviera carry materials, and he had to obey. He was the second son of the Mamet family! To be reduced to a manual laborer was too tragic.
Caleb must be jealous of his stunning face!
Xaviera walked up to him and said helplessly, “When the delicate young girl left her phone number for you, even if you didn’t like it, you shouldn’t have rejected her on the spot! You didn’t leave her any face, you know.”