Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Chapter 1506: Chapter One Thousand Five Hundred and Six: Show Your Intelligence and Wisdom Chapter 1506: Chapter One Thousand Five Hundred and Six: Show Your Intelligence and Wisdom The banquet hall was quiet for a few seconds. The man in front of them turned around slowly, wearing a black mask. His light brown eyes were calm, and his thin lips were slightly hooked. Although he was smiling, there was a feeling of detachment.

Yigol Mamet: “…” Damn! This is Caleb Mamet, that damn man!

Twilight’s assistant spoke respectfully: “Our Mr. Mamet once met Mr. Yigol Mamet at a banquet, so when he heard that Mr. Yigol Mamet needed the banquet hall, he decided to make way for you all.”

Sid Armstrong’s face was full of admiration: “Ah! Yigol! You’re amazing!”

Yigol Mamet pulled the corner of his mouth: “…” I’m amazing my ass!

Twilight glanced at Yigol Mamet and spoke lightly: “Mr. Yigol Mamet, can we talk alone?”

Yigol Mamet pursed his lips and gritted his teeth as he followed Twilight into the nearby restroom.

Sid Armstrong and the others were all around Yigol Mamet’s age, pursuing freedom and unwilling to take over the family business. Their lives were filled with eating, drinking, and having fun, so their thoughts were simple. Like Sid Armstrong, he clearly felt that Twilight’s figure resembled Caleb Mamet, but he didn’t suspect a thing and naively thought that Twilight and Yigol Mamet were just having a chat.

“Time is pressing, let’s hurry up and set up, and when the time is right, we’ll pretend to have gone to the wrong place.” Sid Armstrong waved to everyone, and they all got busy.

At the same time, Yigol Mamet was staring at the man in front of him with a look of despair. Then he spoke with disgust: “Caleb Mamet, do you think I can’t recognize you just because you’re wearing a mask? If you like role-playing, just go home and play. Don’t embarrass yourself outside all day, alright?”

As soon as his words fell, the man took off the mask and revealed his true face.

Yigol rolled his eyes and suddenly remembered something: “Twilight? This name sounds so familiar! Was the man at the cultural relics restoration event also you? What’s wrong with you? Why did you help Xaviera Evans but still made it so mysterious?”

“Besides, you’re only wearing a mask. Anyone familiar with you can see through your identity.” Yigol continued to babble: “Your disguise didn’t even fool me, so how can you deceive anyone else?”

Caleb Mamet glanced at him and said calmly: “I didn’t disguise myself in front of you. As long as you’re not stupid, you’d recognize me.” Newest update provıded by 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹•𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒•𝙣𝙚𝙩

Yigol: “…” Why does it feel like I was being mocked? So Caleb Mamet deliberately didn’t disguise himself to let him recognize him? This damn man is insulting him!

He sat down on the chair, cleared his throat, and asked, “What do you want to say? Hurry up, my time is precious.”

Caleb Mamet was silent for a moment and then looked at him meaningfully. “Use your intelligence and make trouble for the Powell family.”

Upon hearing this, Yigol Mamet’s interest was immediately piqued. Being a playboy for so many years, what he was best at was causing trouble for others. However, since he took over the company, he had been busy every day and had to pay attention to his image, so he hadn’t had the chance to let loose for a long time.

Yigol’s face was full of excitement: “Alright! I love causing trouble for others the most, but…”

He paused, looking a little troubled: “But after all, the Powell family is related to Xaviera Evans by blood. If I do something excessive, will they blame her? I don’t want to make Xaviera Evans sad.”

Caleb Mamet glanced at him, “Didn’t I say to use your intelligence? You can be more covert. Even if you’re discovered, it doesn’t matter. Just go ahead and do it.”

When Yigol Mamet heard Caleb Mamet say this, he understood that his mission this time was critical. He patted his chest and promised, “I guarantee to complete the mission!”

“I have to go now.” Caleb Mamet nodded, put his mask on, and left in a hurry.

Yigol Mamet looked at Caleb Mamet’s figure, feeling puzzled.