Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband - Chapter 533: 533: You Want to Get Beaten, I’ll Fulfill Your Wish

Chapter 533: Chapter 533: You Want to Get Beaten, I’ll Fulfill Your Wish

Anna Campbell hurriedly followed her, her eyes filled with tears, “Sister, I know you hate me and think I’ve stolen your identity, but I’m innocent too. Mom is also caught in the middle, torn between her own biological daughter and the adopted daughter who has spent twenty years with her. Why can’t we get along? Sister, let’s go out and talk, okay?”

Anna’s face was full of sadness, but a touch of sinister smile flashed in her eyes.

Xaviera Evans knew she had ill intentions, but her curiosity about what Anna wanted to do got the better of her, so she nodded, “Fine.”

The Flack family’s courtyard was quite large, and Anna led Xaviera around a circle to a secluded corner.

With each step, Anna calculated her next move. Now that everyone knew she had arranged for Xaviera to be placed in the basement room and even planned to kill her, she had to clear her name. The best way to do that was to pin all the blame on Xaviera.

Before leaving, Anna had already found out that the Flack family’s courtyard was full of cameras, but there was no audio. As long as she deliberately provoked Xaviera, making her unable to resist the anger and lash out, all the guests of the Flack family would see Xaviera’s ugly face.

Miss Campbell could only be her, and Mrs. Mamet could only be her!

So, Anna earnestly advised, “Sister, do you know why Mr. Caleb Mamet would marry a country girl like you? I reckon it’s because he thinks you know nothing, so he can simply kick you away after a few years without any trouble. If you don’t get a divorce now, you’ll regret it later. As your sister, why would I lie to you?”

“Mom arranged for me to marry Mr. Mamet, not because she favors me, but because she thinks that I can hold onto him better and bring more benefits to the Campbell family. But you… You don’t have the ability to be Mrs. Mamet.”

“Besides, Mom and Dad said Miss Campbell can only be me. You’re just a country wild girl, you’re not even fit to be the Campbell family’s daughter. Bringing you back is just for…”

Xaviera interrupted, “Anna Campbell, you asked me to come here alone just to provoke me, right? You want me to attack you so that you can use it as an opportunity to accuse me of assaulting my sister. I’m violent and irritable while you’re innocent, and this way you can completely destroy my reputation?”

Anna’s eyes darkened, and she feigned aggrievement, “Sister, that’s not what I meant. What I said is the truth. Do you think you’re fit to be Miss Campbell? Our parents originally didn’t want to find you. It’s because…”

Slap!

Before she could finish speaking, a slap whistled through the air and landed heavily on Anna’s face.

Xaviera hooked her lips up in a smile, “Since you really wanted to be hit, then I’ll oblige!”

The slap left Anna’s face burning hot, but there was no visible mark on her skin.

Anna wanted to provoke Xaviera, but she didn’t expect her to actually be so bold as to slap her right away.

She gritted her teeth, suppressing her anger. Now that Xaviera was falling into her trap, she was pleased. She then quickly put on tearful eyes, “Sister, why did you hit me? I know you resent me for taking your place, but someone swapped us back then, and at that time, I was only a baby in swaddling clothes. How can you blame me?”

“Although you’re married to Mr. Mamet, I know you’re not happy. You just won’t tell our family about it, so Mom wants me to take your place in marrying him, which is…”

Slap!

Xaviera raised her hand and slapped her again.

Anna looked astonished. In just a short time, she had already been slapped twice by Xaviera.

“You… you just wait!”

Xaviera smoothed her hair, “Do you even know how annoying you are!”

“I may be an adopted daughter, but I’ve been with Mom and Dad for twenty years. They think of me as their own. How dare you hit me? I won’t let you bully me like this!”

“Bullying? You think I’m the one who’s bullying you?”

Xaviera crossed her arms, her laughter cold.

A chill ran down Anna’s spine, and she tried to suppress her anger as she prepared to cry out.

“What’s next? Cry, make a scene, try to hang yourself, and let everyone see the slap marks on your face? Accuse me of hitting you for no reason in front of everyone, saying I’m jealous and trying to drive you, the adopted daughter, out of the house? Saying I’m targeting you?” Xaviera asked.