Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband - Chapter 487

Chapter 487: Chapter 487: Mrs. Mamet Will Never Forget a Grudge

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Xaviera Evans raised her eyebrows, she had never encountered such unreasonable behavior from a wealthy family, demanding to clear a shopping mall just for their young lady? An offshoot Miss from a strange city dared to be so arrogant?

At this moment, the manager came to the door, caught sight of Xaviera, and immediately greeted her joyfully, “Miss, you’re finally here!”

Xaviera looked at the crying bodyguard on the ground and glanced at the store before asking, “Why are you the only one here?”

There should have been many employees in the store originally, but now only the store manager was left.

The manager glanced at the second floor with a helpless expression: “Miss Campbell is truly overbearing, she drove all the customers away and demanded the staff to serve her personally. Unfortunately, our business here in Lokio relies on the Campbell family, so I dare not offend Miss Campbell.”

Xaviera curled her lips, the Campbell family dared to be so rampant on her turf? Even if their family head comes today, she would make this Miss Campbell pay a heavy price!

Xaviera went into the store aggressively, ordering, “Go to those customers who were driven away, explain the situation to them, and appease their mood. Along with that, send them some gifts or discount cards, making sure they are satisfied.”

She then instructed another store employee, “You and the others throw these bodyguards out and get ready to receive customers.”

Both of them nodded and followed Xaviera’s instructions.

Xaviera chuckled meaningfully, “I’d like to have a word with this honorable Miss Campbell!”

Xenia Jaak was furious, “Who does the Campbell family think they are? This is Libanan! She should ask who Xaviera’s husband is. That’s Mr. Caleb Mamet…”

Before she could finish speaking, a shrill female voice came from the second floor, “Who do you think you are! Our Campbell family is of the upper class, and you dare to insult us openly?”

Xaviera saw a woman come down from the second floor, wearing all designer labels and striding haughtily towards her.

A few staff members from the store followed her, each carrying several exquisite bags.

The store specialized in high-end women’s handbags, most of which were unique custom designs with steep prices. Even with Xenia’s abundant family wealth, she wouldn’t dare buy too many.

But this Miss Campbell had directly ordered 18 high-end bags, which made Xenia’s eyes widen in shock. Was this person crazy?!

Little did she know that Xaviera was already smiling knowingly. Unable to understand why she was laughing, Xenia watched Xaviera gracefully greet the woman.

“Miss Campbell, hello, I’m a shareholder and the person in charge of this store.”

Sean Price whispered in Caleb Mamet’s ear, “The bags she’s holding are all around a million dollars each. Even someone from a wealthy family like Miss Joy would hesitate to buy a few of them. How could an offshoot Miss of the Campbell family afford so much money?”

The total cost of these bags was 20 million dollars!

Sean frowned, “If Miss Campbell can’t afford to pay, that would be embarrassing. Mr. Mamet, what do you think should be done?”

Caleb Mamet remained calm, “Since she’s decided to buy them, she must pay for them. If she can’t afford it, just send the bill directly to the Campbell family.”

He paused for a moment, a faint smile on his lips, “However, I’m afraid 20 million dollars won’t be enough.”

Sean was puzzled.

Caleb Mamet explained, “Mrs. Mamet always seeks revenge for the slightest grievance. Since Miss Campbell has disturbed her store, she will surely make her pay a hefty price. How could 20 million dollars be enough to appease her?”

Sean Price: “?” It seemed that Mr. Mamet was looking forward to his wife’s tactics!

With an amicable smile, Xaviera inquired, “Many new styles have arrived today. Which one does Miss Campbell like?”

Zoe Campbell looked at the polite Xaviera and nodded in satisfaction, “I like all of them, wrap them all up!”

The employee promptly nodded, carefully packaging the expensive bags in high-quality fabrics, fearing the surfaces would be scratched.

Just as Zoe Campbell was about to turn and leave after all the bags were packed, the store manager called her back.

“Miss Campbell, among the 18 bags you purchased, ten are new styles, seven are custom designs with an average price of around 1 million dollars, and the last is a limited edition, one-of-a-kind piece designed by Lohill with a price tag of 3,500,000 dollars.”