Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband - Chapter 29
Chapter 29: Chapter 29: Plastic Surgery Face Provokes Public Anger
Translator: 549690339
Today, Xaviera Evans is wearing a design-intensive workwear, wearing Martin boots, with a thin waist and long legs, giving off an attractive aura.
The long loose hair she usually had was divided into two branches and hung on both sides of her shoulders like a fishtail, revealing her exquisite and spirited eyes.
She nonchalantly leaned against the door, maintaining a casual posture, which couldn’t hide her imposing aura.
The moment she recognized that face, Mag Evans’s breath hitched.
How did this bitch dress like this today!
Xaviera Evans never had much of a requirement for her clothing, either wearing a hoodie or a plaid shirt all year round. Even if Mag Evans knew how outstanding Xaviera’s face was, she never took her seriously.
Who would have thought she would dress up like this today, was she deliberately trying to make a scene?!
The students were all whispering to each other, secretly looking at her: “What should I do, I like her so much, and the clothes she’s wearing. Can I ask her where she bought them?”
“I can’t make out the brand of the clothes. They say people depend on clothes and horses on saddles, but why do I feel that nobody else could pull off such an explosive effect with this outfit?”
After all, not everyone has the powerful aura that Xaviera has, because her coolness is inherent in her bones.
Their praises fell into Mag Evans’s ears piercing like needles.
She took a deep breath, struggling to maintain a smile on her face: “What are you guys talking about? That’s my sister Xaviera Evans, don’t you remember?”
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“Xaviera Evans?”
“The one from the countryside? She’s really that beautiful? I don’t remember her looking like this before.”
Hearing their questions, Mag Evans also pretended to be surprised: “Actually, I am also surprised by my sister’s transformation. As a person who has always been with me, she suddenly became so much more beautiful. But I am happy for my sister’s change. She looks so good….”
Jessi Whitman retracted her admiring gaze to snort sarcastically: “So what? An ugly duckling suddenly becoming beautiful, what else besides plastic surgery? I hate plastic surgery freaks the most, they’re hypocrites!”
“Queena, don’t say that. My sister is just…” Mag Evans bit her lip, not knowing what to say.
Her pause was undoubtedly an admission of Jessi Whitman’s words, and the way everyone was looking at Xaviera Evans changed instantly.
Mag Evans looked at Xaviera apologetically: “Sister, don’t mind it. Queena didn’t mean that… are you also here to participate in the competition? Did you sign up early? Do you want me to help you?” Xaviera curtly refused: “No need.”
“What’s with that attitude?!”
Before Mag could speak, Jessi Whitman jumped out. She pointed at Xaviera and yelled: “Mag is kind-hearted and understanding, wanting to help you out of your confusion, is this how you treat her?! Pah! Here is still Miss Evans. Don’t you even look in the mirror to see if you are worthy!”
A little country bumpkin from the countryside, regardless of how well dressed, how does it change the fact that you’re just trash!”
The competition is about ability, not about whose face looks better after plastic surgery!
She was furious with what she was saying, but unfortunately, Xaviera didn’t even give her a glance and walked away with a cold gaze.
Her outright ignoring made Jessi Whitman unable to get down from her high horse. She raised her voice again: “Xaviera! I’m talking to you. Are you deaf? What qualification do you have to participate in the competition with us? Your presence is an insult to all the other contestants! I refuse to share a stage with a person like you!”
Xaviera stopped walking, turned back to take a detailed look at Jessi Whitman. As the latter shivered under her gaze, Xaviera opened her mouth.
“Don’t worry. You’re not worthy of sharing a stage with me.”
Jessi Whitman exploded in a heartbeat.
She lunged at Xaviera like a madwoman: “Bitch, who are you talking about!”
Looking at her approaching figure, Xaviera didn’t back down, but pressed forward, her long leg tracing a perfect arc in the air.
“Bang!”
As Jessi flew back in the same way she came, she clung to her chest and wailed.
Xaviera calmly retracted her leg and swept her gaze over the crowd, nobody daring to meet her eyes.
Just now, they all clearly heard the sound of Jessi breaking her bones, that strength…
It took a while for Mag to react, she hurriedly went over to help Jessi up:
“Queena, how are you? Don’t cry, I’ll call an ambulance right away.”
She clumsily dialed the number, her tears welling up in her eyes due to her worry, she glared accusingly at Xaviera: “Sister, Queena did get a bit carried away. But she’s genuinely well-meaning, she didn’t really want to hurt you. She just acted without thinking in the heat of the moment…But how could you….how could you batter Queena to such a state…”
