Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband - Chapter 445

Chapter 445: Chapter 445: Fearless with Backup

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Xaviera Evans sneered, “Miss Woods, I’m sure I never gave you this design drawing. You plagiarized my work!”

“What do you have to say now?”

Before the crowd could recover from the shock that Xaviera was Yvonne, they heard her words and gasped. Zara Woods’ face was filled with horror.

Xaviera’s words ground Zara’s dignity into the dirt, her previous statements turned into a joke. She had become the most despised person on the scene!

Originally, she had planned to join forces with Jason and bring down Xaviera by inviting renowned designers and Libanan reporters, but now, all these people had gathered for her own downfall.

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Zara bit her lip, her face twisted with hatred.

Xaviera laughed nonchalantly.

“Zara Woods is so disgusting!” The crowd cursed.

“She claimed to be friends with Xaviera and treated her like a friend, but in truth, she targeted Xaviera at every turn. Does she really think we couldn’t see her venomous intentions? Not only did she plagiarize Yvonne’s design, but she also refused to admit it and claimed that Yvonne gave her the design as a gift!”

“Pretending to be good friends with Yvonne only to be exposed right in front of her!”

“Today, I’ve seen what a true hypocrite looks like! She’s always been claiming Yvonne to be her idol and friend while showing off their relationship, grabbing many resources under Yvonne’s name. Her face is thicker than a city wall!”

Zara’s nails dug into her palm, her mind a mess. She wished she could just crawl into a hole and hide.

“No! You all misunderstood! It’s… it’s Xaviera… she framed me!”

Jake Lindsey’s face was full of concern; then he yelled angrily, “Xaviera! What do you want? Zara is the Woods family’s daughter, you…”

Xaviera’s eyes narrowed.

Ha! The daughter of the Woods family, huh? It was precisely this identity that allowed Zara to escape punishment multiple times, using others to take the blame. As long as she held this identity, she would always be fearless!

“Zara Woods, didn’t you say plagiarists should be expelled from the design industry?”

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She leaned in and lowered her voice, “Look at yourself now, don’t you resemble a shrew? Since you wanted to play the weak victim, you should have kept up the act! You should have softly tried to persuade me against doing this or that. Too bad! You still can’t beat me!”

Zara clenched her teeth with all her might, “Xaviera… Evans! You just wait!”

Xaviera feigned terror, “I’m so scared!”

With that, she looked at Jason, who had his eyes cast down.

Jason’s body trembled slightly, unable to meet her gaze.

Xaviera’s eyes narrowed, her words measured, “Mr. Jason, I’ve never taken any disciples, yet you’ve been proudly flaunting my banner and cheating people for so many years. I must say, you’re quite clever – you’ve always managed to avoid me, allowing me to remain unaware of your presence for so long.”

Jason stammered, “I… I…”

“Wow, so that’s what happened! Yvonne never even took a disciple! Jason has been pretending to be her disciple all along, and he’s never even met her! That’s why he said Xaviera was just a newcomer who didn’t deserve to compete with him!”

“Open your damned eyes! The designer you’re mocking and bullying is Yvonne herself! You and Zara Woods really belong in the same company – both plagiarizing scumbags! You stole her work and still accused her of being in the wrong! Disgusting!”

Jason’s face paled, and he backed up a few steps before tripping over his own feet.

Everything was over!

Having impersonated Yvonne’s disciple and plagiarized her work, the design world would never tolerate him.

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He never imagined Xaviera was Yvonne – why would she be Yvonne? He had targeted the wrong person. If he had known, he would have never come to Libanan, and none of this would have happened.

Jason’s spirit was crushed, his head hung low, and he looked like a defeated rooster.

Zara’s legs gave out, and she fell into a chair, unable to stand up even after a few struggles.

Jake Lindsey’s heart ached, and he quickly supported her arm and helped her stand up.

“Xaviera, are you happy now? You’ve won, completely and thoroughly! What more do you want?”