Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband - Chapter 679

Chapter 679: Chapter 679: Be My Chess Piece

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Sean Price walked up to her and said indifferently, “Miss Flack is really careless. Clean up this mess as soon as possible. And this coffee cup is limited edition; Miss Flack needs to compensate for it based on the price.”

Yvette Flack’s face turned red with anger, but remembering Caleb Mamet’s cold gaze earlier, she dared not lash out. She could only grit her teeth and swallow her anger.

As night fell, Yvette Flack screamed in the living room, “What? Why can’t I stay here? I belong to the mistress; if I don’t stay here, where can I go?”

“Miss Flack, you are indeed well-trained by Jenny Green. Just because she became a successful mistress, she thinks all men have no principles like Will Mamet?”

A cold male voice came from behind, startling Yvette Flack, making her shiver.

All the servants of Lowen Clubhouse had gone to their rooms to rest. Caleb Mamet walked down the stairs leisurely while Sean Price respectfully stepped back.

Caleb wore a silk pajama set with only three buttons fastened, exposing his fair, muscular chest. His voice was lazy, “Miss Flack, do you know why I brought you to Lowen Clubhouse?”

Yvette Flack looked up at the languid and charming Caleb and felt a tremor of fear. “Is…Is it because you like me, and I’m here to serve you?”

“Heh!” Caleb scoffed, “Where does Miss Flack get her self-confidence from?”

“Have you met Mag Evans, Miss Flack?”

Caleb took a few steps closer. Only then did Yvette Flack notice the gun in his hand. Its cold metal gleam hurt her eyes. She trembled, sweat pouring from her forehead, and replied in terror, “I don’t know her! I don’t know who she is!”

Looking down at her disdainfully, Caleb’s eyes were full of contempt. “It doesn’t matter if you know or not. You’re just a dog by Jenny Green’s side. Even if you don’t tell the truth, it won’t affect me in any way.”

Yvette Flack breathed a sigh of relief, but the very next second Caleb said coldly, “There’s no need to keep someone who is of no use to me. It’d be more peaceful if they were dead.”

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What? Caleb was really going to kill her?

“No matter what your purpose is, Miss Flack, your actions have crossed my bottom line. However…” Caleb paused for a moment, then continued, “However, I think you still have some use for me.”

As he finished speaking, Caleb raised his hand, pressing the icy gun muzzle to Yvette Flack’s forehead. Her face turned pale, and she trembled so much she couldn’t speak.

Caleb said nonchalantly, “There is something I’d like Miss Flack to do. Go back to the old mansion right now and tell Jenny Green that not all men are as easily deceived as Will Mamet. Stay by Jenny Green’s side obediently and wait for my orders. If you don’t cooperate with me, you’ll be useless to me, and I’ll make your death very painful. Do you think Jenny Green can protect you?”

Yvette Flack’s body tensed, her back soaked with sweat.

Caleb lowered the dark muzzle and his thin lips uttered, “Fine! Get lost!”

Yvette Flack’s legs gave way, and she barely avoided collapsing to the floor. She stumbled for a few steps, then ran away in a panic, forgetting about her dignity.

At that moment, she realized that Caleb knew everything, and those things couldn’t be hidden from his eyes. He knew she had met Mag Evans, so he wanted to kill her.

But that wasn’t her intention; it was Mrs. Mamet who had ordered her to do so. If she didn’t obey, Mrs. Mamet would not help her get close to Caleb.

Meanwhile, back in the villa.

Sean Price looked puzzled, “President, aren’t you worried she’ll tell Mrs. Mamet about this?”

Caleb smiled meaningfully, “Yvette Flack isn’t stupid. She knows Jenny Green is using her and that I’m using her as well. The only difference between me and Jenny Green is that Jenny Green doesn’t have the guts to kill her, but I can take her life at any time.”

“In order to save her own life, she’ll naturally agree to any request. I can’t find any clues about the car accident, but she’s with Jenny Green every day, so she’s bound to find something.”

Yvette Flack knew Caleb was investigating the car accident and that Mrs. Mamet and Boyd Drew had been using her just like they had sacrificed Mag Evans. Naturally, Yvette Flack would weigh her options and decide whose side to stand on.

“Jenny Green thought I would like Yvette Flack and wanted to use her to restrain me, but she never considered that Yvette Flack could also betray her and become my pawn.”

Sean Price swallowed, thinking that Will Mamet and Jenny Green really chose the wrong person to mess with. They would surely die a miserable death!

Caleb spoke leisurely, “President, you’re not in good shape right now; don’t worry about these matters. You should rest and let ‘him’ handle it; he’s also yours…”

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