Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Driver James couldn’t help but give Steve Price a meaningful glance: “You should try to calm the young master down. If this keeps up, we’ll freeze to death in here before we find the lady.”

Steve had just finished a phone call and took off his earpiece to report back to Caleb Mamet: “Mr. Caleb Mamet, our people have checked all the car accidents in the city in the last hour, and we haven’t found your wife.”

Modified cars are not that easy to drive, and accidents can happen if one isn’t careful so Steve had his people check the accident scenes immediately.

“Also, the traffic bureau has sent us a message, but since there are routine maintenance checks on some main roads, your wife’s driving route is still being confirmed.”

“Give me the computer.”

Caleb Mamet can’t wait any longer.

He impatiently ripped off his tie, and his well-defined fingers flew across the keyboard. In no time at all, the computer screen was filled with footage from surveillance cameras at every intersection in Libanan.

Thinking of the message Black Tide had just sent, asking him what it meant to like someone, Caleb Mamet couldn’t help but grind his teeth.

What does it mean to like someone?

This is what it means for him!

The thought of Xaviera Evans possibly being in danger, of not being able to hear that crazy woman righteously demand kisses, and that there would be no other woman named Xaviera Evans in this world, drove him mad with anxiety.

He didn’t care anymore about the deception or using him as a decoy!

After processing a few more accumulated files, Xaviera Evans finally packed up her things and prepared to go home.

The old staircase echoed with every step she took. She carried her bag, going down the stairs while wondering if Caleb Mamet’s anger had subsided yet.

Just then, the sound of urgent footsteps came from the bottom of the stairs.

Xaviera Evans stepped aside to make way, and in the next second, a tall figure rushed up and pulled her into his arms.

“Damn it, who let you drive around like that!”

Panting heavily, Caleb Mamet held Xaviera Evans in his arms without loosening his grip for even a moment.

Such an intimate distance made Xaviera Evans’ heart skip a beat, she instinctively took a step back to get a better look at Caleb Mamet’s expression, but the moment she moved, he closed the distance, his hot, powerful hand around her waist trembling slightly.

“Caleb …”

“Let me hold you for a while.”

Caleb Mamet’s voice was hoarse as he bent his back and buried his head deep in the crook of Xaviera Evans’ shoulder.

Steve Price, standing on the floor below, quietly signaled to driver James, and the two silently left the stairwell.

Had it been about ten or twenty minutes?

Xaviera Evans couldn’t remember, but by the time Caleb Mamet let go of her, her legs had gone numb.

“What’s going on with you?”

As Xaviera Evans rubbed her numb legs, she asked him with confusion.

Caleb Mamet looked a bit disheveled, his tie gone, his shirt unbuttoned by three buttons, and hanging from his body, revealing half of his collarbone.

His hair hung down messily, covering his deep, dark eyes. He looked forlorn yet unbelievably attractive.

Xaviera Evans’ gaze lingered on his collarbone.

The area under her gaze felt like it was on fire, the heat spreading throughout his body.

Caleb Mamet felt uncomfortable and gave a light cough, raising his hand to cover up and button his shirt, not feeling relaxed until the button below his Adam’s apple was fastened.

Xaviera Evans reluctantly moved her gaze away, “How did you find this place?” This area was the old city, mostly inhabited by nostalgic elderly people.

Caleb Mamet didn’t answer. How could he answer? Should he say it was because he was worried about her? Because he had invaded the traffic bureau’s system to find Xaviera Evans’ location?

Although he admitted in his heart that he liked Xaviera Evans, it was impossible for Caleb Mamet to say it out loud!

This woman is heartless!

With a cold snort, Caleb Mamet turned and walked down the stairs in high spirits.

Xaviera Evans:

Downstairs, Steve Price and driver James leaned against the wall smoking, their eyes occasionally scanning the old stairwell.

“Old James, don’t you think our Mr. Caleb Mamet has finally fallen for a woman? The Caleb who has always ignored women finally met his match.”

“Impossible. ”

Driver James shook his head: “How long have Mr. Mamet and the lady known each other, and with their acquaintanceship… no way, no way.”

Steve Price pushed up his glasses, his words loaded with meaning, “You’re speaking too soon.”

It didn’t matter how they met or how long they knew each other; what was important was that Steve had been with Caleb Mamet for so many years, and this was the first time he’d seen him lose his composure over a woman.

Steve Price couldn’t help but feel that their boss had fallen, and he had fallen hard, when he thought of Caleb Mamet’s expression upon finding out Xaviera Evans had driven off in a modified car..