Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband - Chapter 684

Chapter 684: Chapter 684: Having No Other Merit Than Being Beautiful

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“My sister is from the porcelain family, the Powell family. Even if she can’t find the world’s top craftsman, she can still create perfect porcelain by herself.”

“And you? Dare to compare yourself with my sister? Do you know anything about porcelain? Just look at you, clearly an ignorant and incompetent playboy!”

Tracy Swift remained unflustered, silently listening to her sister’s scolding. When she was done, Tracy finally spoke gently, “Tobey, don’t be so rude.”

Then Tracy looked at Xaviera Evans, “Judging by this Miss’s attire, she must come from a wealthy family. Perhaps I cannot compete with you in wealth, but this vase has been cherished by our elders for a long time. I hope you can indulge me.”

“Moreover, the gentleman’s request is to find the No. 1 master of ceramic art, which has nothing to do with who came first. It’s about who has the ability to hire him. Some things cannot be bought with money. Even if you have the money, you cannot buy things by force.”

Yigol Mamet’s face turned red with anger. This woman appeared gentle and generous, but her words were filled with sarcasm, insinuating that he and Xaviera were nouveau riche. Besides, how did it become a case of forcing a sale?

Tobey Swift huffed, “Our Swift family is the porcelain family, and my sister is a noble lady of the Imperial City. Though we may not be richer than you, our status is definitely far above yours. You reek of money, it’s nauseating!”

Xaviera recalled that the Swift family did have a daughter who was said to be proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, a talented woman who was very popular among the upper class.

Considering themselves cultured and refined, the Swift family naturally looked down on businessmen with a strong smell of money, which explained their hostility towards her and Yigol Mamet.

Although Yigol didn’t know any porcelain master, he believed that Caleb could find that person. So he simply bragged, “Isn’t it just about finding the world’s top porcelain master? I’ll join you in this competition. Let’s see who can find this person first and persuade him to carve the porcelain.”

Upon hearing his words, Tobey looked disdainful. “Just based on you? Do you dare to bet with me? Let’s see who finds the pottery master first.”

Tracy stopped her, “Tobey.”

The onlookers sighed, “Young man, it’s not that we look down on you, but who can compete with the Powell family in finding the world’s top porcelain master? You’d better not bet, lest you bring trouble upon yourself.”

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“Exactly! This vase may just be an object to you, but it has extraordinary significance for the Swift family. It won’t be too embarrassing for you to leave now.”

“It’s probably just a matter of pride. That lady dressed in designer brands doesn’t look like someone to be trifled with. She must be jealous of Miss Swift, who is so cultured and knowledgeable.”

Tobey sneered, “With such a beautiful appearance and wearing such expensive clothes, who knows if she’s spending her own money!”

Xaviera being insulted like this was something Yigol couldn’t swallow. His anger flared up.

No matter what they said about him, he was thick-skinned and a playboy, but they couldn’t insult Xaviera. She was the champion of the International Translation Competition, a teacher at Libanan University, and an internationally renowned designer. Even without marrying Caleb, she had the ability to support herself!

Just because Xaviera was beautiful didn’t mean she was a woman who relied on others for growth. She could hold up the sky on her own.

Xaviera, Xenia Jaak, Irene Hamer, Salome Sullvian, all of them were beautiful and talented women. Any one of them could make Tobey shut up.

Yigol’s face turned red with anger, and he couldn’t speak for a while.

“Thank you for calling me beautiful,” Xaviera said calmly, her face carrying a faint smile.

She looked up at Tracy and then confidently touched her cheek, “Ah! My only advantage is being beautiful, which is quite troublesome. If my education and culture were higher than Miss Swift’s, wouldn’t that leave no room for others to live? Just to give Miss Swift some face, I admit that I really don’t have any culture.”

Yigol: “…” Xaviera was truly Caleb’s wife; they shared the same poisonous tongue!

Tracy frowned. Her appearance was not outstanding, and even with the help of makeup and jewelry, she could only be considered above average. Fortunately, her demeanor was extraordinary, elegant, and knowledgeable, which made people adore her.

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